So is this song her ringtone?
The heck, "Old driver, take with you"—can she ever be serious, be reliable?
Just as his mouth twitched, Xin Xiaoxiao answered the phone. He had just turned the volu to the maximum and clearly heard Xin Xiaoxiao drawl lazily over the line, "Hello."
He quickly brought the phone to his ear, "Are you getting engaged the day after tomorrow?"
No needless chatter, straight to the point.
"Didn’t you know?"
Xin Xiaoxiao’s tone sounded sowhat impatient.
Is this impatience directed at him? Why? Even if he knew, can’t he ask?
In the past, she was always sticking to him... although he was often impatient with her, he never really treated her harshly.
Now, just because she has a boyfriend and is getting engaged, does she have to turn her back on him like that?
Xiang Yiqing instinctively couldn’t accept Xin Xiaoxiao’s attitude toward him.
He asked sullenly, "I’ve prepared an engagent gift for you, don’t you want it?"
Xin Xiaoxiao replied with a cold laugh, "Do I look like soone who cares about gifts?"
Really...
He shouldn’t have made this call. If she wants to get engaged, let her. He isn’t in a significant role, not obligated to attend, so why be troubled?
Indeed, why should he be troubled?
Xiang Yiqing, you’ve got serious issues.
"Forget it." After sarcastically chiding himself, Xiang Yiqing prepared to hang up the phone.
Xin Xiaoxiao suddenly asked, "Will you co to my engagent?"
Xiang Yiqing’s temper flared, he coldly replied, "No."
Did you invite ? Why should I go? Is there no food or drink at ho? Why go to a crowded place and show off?
Xin Xiaoxiao pouted again and asked, "Didn’t you say you prepared a gift for ?"
Xiang Yiqing sneered, "Weren’t you uninterested and uncaring?"
Xin Xiaoxiao said, "Yeah, I usually don’t care for ordinary gifts. But if your gift is your first night, I’ll welco it with open arms."
Xiang Yiqing’s forehead burst with veins, and his brow twitched slightly.
He tried hard to control his emotions on the verge of exploding.
She’s about to get engaged and is still joking indecently with another man. Can’t she adhere to so... fidelity?
Hearing nothing from Xiang Yiqing for a long ti, Xin Xiaoxiao knew he must be glum, and continued in a frivolous tone, "Unless you’re offering your first night, don’t bother with any gifts, just co by yourself."
She paused briefly, then added, "I won’t send you an invitation, you and Dr. Qiu co along."
After finishing, she didn’t wait for Xiang Yiqing’s reply and hung up the phone.
At this ti, a gentle male voice called from outside, "Xiaoxiao, are you ready?"
Xin Xiaoxiao replied impatiently, "Ready."
She stood up, smoothed the dress skirt over her body, opened the dressing room door, and walked out.
Zhong Qingyang, dressed in formal attire, stood outside the dressing room door. Seeing Xin Xiaoxiao in her white strapless short dress—even though he despised her wild nature—at that mont of her appearance, he couldn’t help but reveal a hint of admiration.
Xin Xiaoxiao had always presented herself with heavy makeup, making others perceive her as a bad girl, rarely applying such normal makeup.
Her fair slender arms, collarbone beautifully contoured, the dress accentuating her petite figure.
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