"What? Little Uncle..."
Qin Wenrou beca even more breathless.
Mr. Nalan not only had money and looks, but his status was so high!
Wait a minute.
If Mr. Nalan is Lan Yingjun’s little uncle,
then after Qin Xin marries Mr. Nalan, wouldn’t she beco his little aunt-in-law?!
Qin Wenrou’s legs went weak, and she almost couldn’t stand: "So the Lan Family and the Nalan Family are..."
Lan Yingjun said a bit begrudgingly, "They’re relatives."
In fact, the Lan Family was just a distant, barely connected branch.
Like today’s engagent party, he didn’t have the qualifications to attend.
But in front of Qin Wenrou, he didn’t want to lose face.
Indeed, hearing this made Qin Wenrou a bit happier: "Then we can often see Mr. Nalan?"
Only after saying it did she realize she seed too eager, so she hurriedly added, "And can often see my sister too."
Lan Yingjun snorted, "Didn’t you say your sister was dead, and the person coming to the engagent today is an imposter?"
Qin Wenrou was montarily choked.
Just the thought that Qin Xin might still be alive unsettled her: "I don’t know..."
She anxiously looked toward the main door.
At tis hoping the fake Qin Xin would arrive soon, and at others fearing Qin Xin’s real appearance.
With each tick of the clock,
as the auspicious ti approached, Qin Xin still hadn’t appeared.
Neither had Mr. Nalan.
The atmosphere grew a bit uneasy.
Qin Wenrou was particularly restless, subtly moving to Lu Yi’s side, raising her glass and asking, "Secretary Lu, has Mr. Nalan arrived?"
Lu Yi wasn’t too fond of her, responding vaguely, "Mhm."
He turned to take a phone call: "What? The Young Master needs the car? Okay, I’m heading there right away..."
Saying this, he ignored Qin Wenrou and headed downstairs to drive.
Qin Wenrou stood at the window, watching as a black car sped away from the main gate...
"Hehe, Mr. Nalan doesn’t really want to marry my sister... He didn’t even show respect at the engagent ceremony and left before it even started..." Qin Wenrou smiled slightly.
Even if Qin Xin were to rise from the grave, so what?
She would still be destined to be abandoned by a man!
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Five minutes ago.
In the lounge, Nalan Ye Jue was sitting in a wheelchair, resting with his eyes closed.
The man wore a neat black suit, with a purple bowtie replacing his usual black tie, adding a touch of romance to his cold deanor.
On the nearby clothing rack hung an elegant and stunning misty purple wedding gown.
The color of the dress and his purple bowtie echoed each other, very interesting and aningful.
He waited patiently and silently.
The engagent was about to start, and Qin Xin still hadn’t arrived.
She had said she had an examination in the afternoon and would co directly afterward, not needing a makeup artist or driver to pick her up.
He respected her wishes and agreed to everything.
But she had yet to arrive at the venue.
He wasn’t in a hurry and quietly waited for her in the lounge.
It was Lu Yi who was a bit antsy, coming several tis to ask if they should call Miss Qin to check on the situation.
He waved it off: "Don’t disturb her, she’s taking her final exams. She won’t break her word on sothing she’s promised."
Lu Yi had no choice but to obey.
He couldn’t believe the Young Master trusted Miss Qin so much.
What if Miss Qin really flaked today? Wouldn’t the Young Master lose face completely?
Although no reporters were invited today, the elders of both families were present, even the reclusive Mr. Nalan Qingze and Madam Xiao Mianmian.
If Miss Qin didn’t show up, the Young Master would be in a tough spot.
He sweated for Nalan Ye Jue.
Tonight was like a gamble, and the Young Master’s reputation was firmly in Miss Qin’s hands.
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