Luo Ke reached out with his hand, and the female assistant beside him imdiately handed over a phone—Jiao Yang’s phone.
His fingers moved lightly, and he was already in the phonebook.
The first entry in the phonebook was Luo Xiaoqian’s phone number.
"Guess the expression she’ll have when she sees your number on her phone screen. She’ll definitely be very happy, won’t she?"
Watching Luo Ke dial Luo Xiaoqian’s number, Jiao Yang could only shout out loud.
"No!"
...
...
Qingdao.
On the cruise ship.
Leng Zimo helped Luo Xiaoqian into a luxurious cabin on the fourth floor.
At this mont, Xu Xia, Mo Bei, Luo Jun and others had also arrived on the cruise ship via fast ferry, and makeup artists and others rushed over to perform final touch-ups for Luo Xiaoqian.
Helping Luo Xiaoqian to the chair, Leng Zimo smiled and leaned close to her face, "I’ll go make so arrangents, we’ll... see you in a bit!"
"Okay." Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand to help him remove a piece of silk flower petal from his shoulder, "See you in a bit."
With a glance through the veil at her, Leng Zimo then headed out of the room.
"Don’t worry, leave Xiao Qian to us." Xu Xia waved at him with a smile, "I promise to send her to you looking beautiful in a bit."
The makeup artist lifted Luo Xiaoqian’s veil carefully to do her makeup touch-ups.
Mo Bei was there, furrowing his brow and dialing the phone again, "It’s really strange, why is it always busy?!"
It was agreed yesterday, that Jiao Yang would arrive in Qingdao around five in the morning by a nightti flight, but it had only been a few hours, and the airport hadn’t received him yet, and the phone couldn’t be reached. Mo Bei couldn’t help but worry, dialing Jiao Yang’s number again and again.
Hearing her voice, Luo Xiaoqian also turned around, "What’s wrong, is the flight delayed?!"
"The phone’s constantly busy." Mo Bei answered with a frown.
Just as she spoke, Tong Ya had already pushed the door open and walked in, handing a vibrating phone to Luo Xiaoqian, "Xiao Qian, your phone, Jiao Yang’s number is displayed."
Upon hearing Jiao Yang’s na, Mo Bei imdiately walked over.
Luo Xiaoqian gestured to the makeup artist to wait a mont and then raised her hand to take the phone.
"Hello, Jiao Yang, where are you?"
"Sissi, I’m so happy to hear your voice as beautiful as a heavenly music again." On the other end, a familiar male voice, its tone gentle and slightly amused.
Inside this man’s voice, there was another voice, urgent, apologetic, helpless...
"Xiao Qian, don’t listen to him, hang up the phone, continue the wedding..."
Luo Xiaoqian recognized the voices of both n on the other end, her heart tightened abruptly, her phone almost slipping from her hand.
"You..."
"Don’t be eager to talk, I know there are many around you, they’re all watching your expression. This is our secret, don’t tell anyone, or I’ll be very sad." Luo Ke chuckled on the other end, "Oh, I guess I don’t need to introduce myself, you must have already recognized my voice, right, my dearest Queen Sissi? Yes, it’s , Luo Ke, I’m still alive. Are you feeling regret or surprise?"
Luo Xiaoqian bit her lip secretly, trying hard to control her emotions, "Where are you?"
"In a very far place, but I can see you, your wedding dress is beautiful, just now as you stood by the railing, you looked as beautifully radiant as a moon goddess... Oh, by the way, on your left shoulder, there’s a piece of silk flower, but it doesn’t affect your beauty."
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