Between the two, there’s deep warmth, and nobody can get in.
The girl was tired from walking, so the man squatted down, patted his back. The girl hesitated for a mont, then obediently climbed up. The man carried the girl effortlessly, holding her thighs as he slowly walked across the wooden bridge.
This was a heartwarming scene, just looking at it filled one’s heart with emotion.
If only I were that girl, how wonderful would it be?
If I could receive such tender care from that man, how wonderful would it be?
At this mont, these thoughts ran through the hearts of the girls.
Yi Peilan glanced over and withdrew her gaze: "Yan Song and Ji Yunya." As she spoke, she glanced at the woman who asked: "Bumpkin."
As if she hadn’t just pretended to not recognize the two.
"Yan Song? Is he that grandson from the Yan Family? I’ve heard he’s really capable, the youngest colonel our country has ever seen, and my dad says his future is limitless. I never thought he was engaged, alas, the other party’s family background is nothing to be proud of, how could Yan Song be interested in her?"
"Exactly, exactly, just a nouveau riche with so filthy money, how can the Yan Family be interested in her?"
The won spoke in unison, thinking: I’m so beautiful, my family background is impressive, I’m talented, why doesn’t he fancy ? Besides money, what else does Ji Yunya have?
"Ha ha." Yi Peilan laughed at her: "Are you as beautiful as her? Are you as rich as her? Are you smarter than her?"
The woman choked, thinking carefully, she seed to not have any...
"Since you have nothing, why would Yan Song fancy you? More importantly, look at them, they have a great relationship. If you want to be a side piece, you’d better exhu your ancestor from the grave and ask if he would kill you, and more importantly, Yan Song is not interested in you, it’s all in vain."
The words were harsh, yet clear.
The won who spoke earlier were embarrassed, their faces flushed, glaring hatefully at Yi Peilan: "A dog’s mouth can’t spit ivory."
They turned and walked away.
Yi Peilan’s sharp tongue ant few socialites liked to hang out with her, unless they could handle her temper.
Yi Peilan rolled her eyes: "Of course a dog’s mouth can’t spit ivory, it can only spit bones, isn’t that obvious."
Mo Pianpian laughed and gave her a thumbs up: "Your fighting spirit is still so strong. Didn’t you like Yan Song? Why are you defending Ji Yunya?"
Yi Peilan gave her a big eye roll: "With which eye did you see that I liked Yan Song? I simply appreciate beauty. You won are too superficial, your eyes are filled with lodramatic plots of domineering CEOs falling in love with , haha, reality will slap you awake hard. A CEO might be old enough to be your dad and ugly to boot, the handso ones are certainly scumbags unless you’re willing to accept one that’s been through countless hands and still be prepared for being cheated on frequently. Like Pri Minister Yan, they’re extinct on the market unless you saved the Galaxy in your past life and used all your luck to et soone sowhat like my uncle. Yet Yan Song clearly inherited all his father’s virtues, including loyalty and infatuation. Such a man is very dangerous, once you show interest in him and hostility toward his woman, you’re like prey being targeted by a hunter, and your end as prey needs no further explanation, one word, death."
With Yi Peilan’s words, Mo Pianpian, Shangguan Qing, and Su Xiang all shivered simultaneously. Mo Pianpian patted her chest: "Oh my gosh, your words are too terrifying...."
Yi Peilan raised her eyebrows: "If you’re not afraid to die, you can go ahead and try."
ng Junci and Huo Chanyi were standing not far away, naturally they heard all of Yi Peilan’s words. Huo Chanyi laughed: "This Miss Yi is really interesting, everyone says she’s ill-tempered and hard to get along with, but I think she’s rather clever and quite adorable...."
ng Junci squinted his eyes and sneered: "Nonsense, you really believe that?"
"Why not believe? I think it makes a lot of sense...." Seeing ng Junci’s face growing colder, Huo Chanyi suddenly stopped talking.
She seed to guess a bit...
A hint of mockery flashed in ng Junci’s eyes, in this world, there’s no such thing as unfailing loyalty.
She stubbornly refused to believe this evil.
Gazing out the floor-to-ceiling window at the two figures, she clenched her fists.
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