"Mrs. Si, I think I’ve made it clear enough that I don’t want you disturbing my life, so please, don’t co looking for again in the future."
"Wait a mont! Zhuang Shuqing, don’t think that just because you’ve married soone else, you can wander about in front of my son. I’m telling you, no matter who you marry, you are not to see my son again!"
Zhuang Shuqing looked at the self-righteous woman in front of her and coldly laughed. She couldn’t understand – where did this woman get the confidence to believe that she still harbored feelings for her son?
"Mrs. Si, you’re thinking too much. Your son is not so outstanding that people can’t stop thinking about him. Besides, when you tried to pay off three years ago, I already knew there was no possibility between him and anymore."
Jiang Fu let out a "yo" in disbelief, looking at Zhuang Shuqing, "I didn’t expect this orphan to still have so backbone! I see you’re just sour because you can’t have the grapes!"
Zhuang Shuqing silently shook her head, no longer wishing to argue with her. She turned around and left.
"You stop right there!"
The sound of Jiang Fu’s frustrated voice ca from behind, but Zhuang Shuqing had no intention of stopping; she kept walking forward, disappearing at the end of the road.
Yang Qiao, hidden in the shadows, was stunned. She had never expected Zhuang Shuqing and Si Nanchen to have such a past.
Had she not overheard the conversation between Zhuang Shuqing and Si Nanchen’s mother, she would never have associated these two together.
Yang Qiao didn’t linger; instead, she headed back to the wedding venue.
Halfway there, Yang Qiao suddenly exclaid and the next mont, she was pulled into a broad and solid embrace. Just as she was about to call for help, she slled the familiar scent of the person, and imdiately changed her tone.
"Didn’t you say you weren’t coming?"
Upon standing straight, Yang Qiao stared at the resolute and handso face. It is said that the Imperial Major is the perfect husband for the won of the Empire, then the man in front of her is the perfect lover.
He was on par with Lu Jinyang in terms of appearance. If one really had to compare, both had their unique charm.
Lu Jinyang was like the sun, illuminating everyone around him. Everyone beside him would feel filled with justice and warmth because of him.
This man was enigmatic. No one ever saw a woman by his side, yet his na was associated with endless rumors and various baseless photographs. He rely smiled at these and never bothered to explain.
"Knowing you were here, I ca."
At his words, Yang Qiao gave him a rare sidelong glance, "Xiao Anze, you’ve improved your sweet-talking skills."
"Of course, it’s all thanks to you."
With that, he kissed her deeply on the lips...
After the kiss, Yang Qiao pushed him away blushing, "It’s ti to take our seats."
"Wait a bit longer, none of those dishes will be as delicious as you."
The two flirted for a while before they straightened their clothes and appeared at the banquet half an hour later.
To avoid suspicion, Yang Qiao purposely went around to the restroom, letting Xiao Anze enter first.
When Xiao Anze appeared at the banquet, it caused quite a stir.
It is said that the Empire has the Xiao in the North and the Lu in the South, referring to the Xiao Family and the Lu Family. As the youngest males of these two families, Lu Jinyang and Xiao Anze were the center of attention, particularly regarding marriage matters.
Lu Jinyang seldom appeared in public, so there were many fantasies about him. Xiao Anze, on the other hand, was often seen in newspapers, so there was little curiosity about him.
Yet, no one had thought they would see him in person at tonight’s banquet.
As usual, there were no won by his side.
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