Lu Bing, who is far away in Africa, is completely unaware.
He was grinning, tagging everyone in their WeChat group: "Brother Jia, Brother Ding, Brother Wu, Brother Yi, Brother Geng, you guys haven’t t Miss Qin yet, you just don’t get it! Anyway, I reported to Brother Jia who is on a business trip in Europe last night, and I bet with him that Miss Qin’s bold moves will one day be discovered by Mr. Emperor, and she’ll get a divorce paper!"
The people who were tagged seed to be busy, with no ti to pop up.
Lu Yi really wanted to throw in that astonishing resu screenshot to slap him in the face.
And by the way, tell that fool Lu Bing: you are the divorce paper!
After thinking about it, he held back his actions.
Then slowly typed: "Yeah, how much is the bet? I want in as well."
Lu Bing: "A hundred thousand! Bet that Mr. Emperor will write a divorce paper within six months."
Lu Yi: "Alright. I bet they’ll have a lifeti of happiness."
Brothers are ant to be pranked, no problem.
==
In front of the bulletin board.
Qin Xin still hadn’t figured out this sensational change in school rules, or what it was all about.
Her phone rang.
Although the phone was an old model, it fortunately supported dual SIM cards. The caller was dialing her newly applied number.
Her new number was only left at one place, the visitor registration at the front desk of Nalan Group.
Thinking for a mont, Qin Xin picked up the call: "Hello?"
The other party’s tone was courteous and respectful: "Hello Miss Qin, I am Lu Yi, Mr. Emperor’s secretary. I am responsible for preparing the engagent ceremony between you and Mr. Emperor. I have already selected dostic top studios and the latest dress styles from Paris Fashion Week. Can you spare a mont to take a look? Also, what colors and flavors of flowers and fruits do you prefer for the engagent ring, do you like baby’s breath or ruby, sapphire, or purple diamonds..."
"Hold on..." Qin Xin massaged her forehead.
She hadn’t yet agreed to this marriage, and Mr. Nalan had allowed her to back out before the 7th of next month.
So, she really didn’t have the heart to consider dress matters.
Yet unexpectedly, the Nalan family had already started preparing intensely.
She pondered over her wording, on how to respond.
To the extent that she didn’t notice for a mont that this secretary surnad Lu had a sowhat familiar na.
Lu Yi’s attitude was exceptionally good: "Okay, you go ahead, Miss Qin."
Qin Xin: "I haven’t decided whether to marry your Mr. Nalan yet."
Lu Yi: "..."
Had he heard this response from Qin Xin just a few minutes earlier, he would have sneered, thinking it was another one of won’s bold moves, a ploy to catch a man by letting him go, or sothing.
But now...
He sincerely admired: Boss truly is a boss.
A genius like this not wanting to get married is completely understandable!
However, since he had already placed a big bet with Lu Bing, to ensure he wins so money, and to successfully prank his brother, he must help Mr. Emperor stabilize Miss Qin.
He maintained a smile: "Miss Qin, it’s okay. You can choose a dress first. Even if you don’t get married, consider it as browsing to understand a bit. I really put a lot of thought and sincerity into picking them for you. They are all from the most powerful designers of the season, ensuring you are the first in the world to wear them..."
Lu Yi used his life’s best persuasion skills, finally talking Qin Xin into a daze, feeling that not having a look would be unjust to this secretary’s hard, dedicated efforts.
Reluctantly, she left him an email address, agreeing to have him send over pictures.
She hung up the phone.
She realized the onlookers in front of the bulletin board had dispersed, with only Song Anjing still savoring those few notices with a silly grin.
Qin Xin pinched her brows, reminding her: "Ti for class."
Song Anjing chuckled foolishly: "Let take another look, oh, seeing Qin Wenrou finally taking a big fall this ti just feels so refreshing, I can’t get enough of it...!"
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