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Then, she glanced at Shen Fanxing, who looked calm. Her fair face was filled with frustration.
“You’re… cold and boring. You’re exactly the same as my fiancé!”
Shen Fanxing had no choice but to say,
“Congratulations on being our Chinese wife.”
Annie blushed and glanced at Shen Fanxing before moving closer to her.
“Speaking of which… you seem to be a little like my fiancé…”
Shen Fanxing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She had heard such words the most today.
“Annique.”
A deep and cold voice sounded.
Shen Fanxing could clearly see the frozen expression on An Nike’s beautiful and adorable face.
Then, she slowly retracted her body and stood there. She muttered softly, “Stupid ice!”
“What are you doing?” His voice was cold and he spoke standard Mandarin.
“What can I do? Do you always think that I’m up to no good?”
“Aren’t you?”
“You… you b*tch!”
Shen Fanxing’s eyebrows twitched. It was indeed.
‘When she looked up, the man who had spoken was already standing beside Annick.
When she came into contact with the man’s face, Shen Fanxing’s heart tightened. Looking at his handsome face, a sense of familiarity flashed across her mind.
But she was very sure that she had never seen this man before.
Not only him, but the man also frowned and stared at her for a while. His cold expression was expressionless, but a trace of doubt flashed across his brown eyes.
Their eyes met, and Annico’s face scrunched up in anger.
“You guys… stop looking!”
She squeezed between the two of them and pushed Shen Fanxing and the man to the side.
Her cheeks were puffed up and she looked angry.
Shen Fanxing knew that the little princess was jealous.
“Don’t misunderstand. I have a fiancé.”
Annique looked up abruptly, and her angry face was instantly filled with smiles.
“Let me introduce you. He’s my fiancé, the first grandson of Queen Yulia of Country Y. He’s Hugh J. William.”
‘Queen Yulia?’
Something flashed across Shen Fanxing’s eyes and she suddenly remembered that at Old Master Pei’s birthday banquet in the capital city, she had accepted an invitation from the Count of Country Y to attend the national banquet in the autumn.
What a coincidence.
Annique pointed at Shen Fanxing and continued, “This is… the one who weled the butterfly for the Queen Mother… Her name is… What’s yours?”
“Shen Fanxing.”
“Oh, her name is Shen Fanxing.”
The two of them shook hands and greeted each other.
After that, the cold-faced man wrapped his arm around Princess Anneke’s waist and turned to leave.
Shen Fanxing stared at the man’s back for a long time, a faint emotion swirling in her heart.
“Look at how much she lacks men. When she sees one, her eyes are glued to him.”
“Qianrou, you have to watch CEO Su closely. Don’t let a scheming person snatch him away!”
“Annali, don’t say that… Brother Heng isn’t someone who is easily bewitched by others.”
Her tone was gentle and careful, but in other words, she was admitting that Shen Fanxing was a scheming person. No matter how she played, Su Heng would never look at her.
Shen Fanxing found it ridiculous and was about to find a seat when Princess Matilda’s gentle voice sounded behind her.
“Fanxing,
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