Chapter 392
Xia Ling struggled twice.

"Shen Shao, let me go."

Satisfied, Shen Shao hugged her even tighter, "Don't let her go, let's get married."

Xia Ling: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense." Shen Shao parted his arms, holding Xia Ling's shoulders with both hands, with sincere eyes, "Don't you like me? I don't know when I started to like you. I want to be with you, always together .”

She lowered her eyes and looked away shyly, "I don't like you. Who wants to be with you forever? You have such a bad temper, I don't want to marry you."

Xia Ling's shyness seemed to give Shen Shao more encouragement.

"I won't be angry anymore, as long as you promise to be with me."

Xia Ling stretched out his hand and pushed Shen Shao away, and stretched out his crumpled clothes, "I'm not with you, make your own coffee."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and ran out of Shen Shao's room shyly.

Although Xia Ling didn't directly agree.

But this reaction at least proves that he still has a chance, and the chance is great.

Just thinking about it was enough to make him sleepless all night happily.

Seven days later.

At the wedding of Feng Yanyu and Shen Sen.

Feng Yanyu, who was wearing a wedding dress, walked on the red carpet of the church, holding a bouquet in her hand, and her face was full of happiness.

The flower girl who leads the way keeps throwing the petals in the blue frame in the hand to the sky.

In this grand rain of flower petals, Shen Shao, who was sitting at the guest table, only had Xia Ling in his eyes.

She was wearing a white cheongsam and pearl jewelry, standing beside Feng Yanyu.

Although her clothes were not as luxurious as Feng Yanyu's, she deliberately avoided stealing the bride's limelight.

But in Shen Shao's eyes, her demeanor had already surpassed that of the bride beside her.

After the ceremony.

Everyone is busy toasting around the bride and groom.

Only Xia Ling sat alone in the corner of the church, lowering his head and secretly rubbing his ankles.

"are you tired."

As soon as Xia Ling looked up, she saw Shen Shao standing beside her, with the corners of her lips raised and two glasses of wine in her hands.

She took one of the glasses without asking, "Yeah, I didn't expect the wedding to be so troublesome. If I were to get married, I wouldn't have to do such a complicated and complicated thing. It's fine for the two of us to have a meal at home. It’s been really hard work.”

Shen Shao sat aside with a glass of wine, and asked in surprise, "Don't you want to wear a wedding dress?"

Xia Ling took a sip of his wine and looked at Feng Yanyu's figure, "I don't care about those appearances. Look, Yanyu is exhausted."

Shen Shao followed her gaze until his eyes were fixed on her face, and said in a slightly doting tone, "Okay. Then do whatever you say, and listen to you."

"Huh?" Xia Ling couldn't help laughing, "It's as if I'm going to marry you in the future."

"Who will you marry if you don't marry me?" He raised the corners of his lips and began to imagine, "When you promise me, I will give you a wedding that is a hundred times bigger than this."

"Who cares."

Suddenly, there was a loud sound in the distance.

"Here it is! I just said, where can he go."

Xia Ling turned her head and looked at Shen Shao's mother excitedly holding a girl's hand.

That girl looks juicy, with fair skin and big eyes. She looks like a well-behaved lady from a rich family in her clothes.

Xia Ling probably understood what this old lady meant.

She got up sensible, and smiled generously at Mrs. Shen, "Madam, sit down. I'll go over and help Yan Yu."

"Okay." Mrs. Shen smiled back, and when Xia Ling was about to leave, she stretched out her hand to hold Xia Ling, "Xia Ling, you and Shen Shao are friends, so please help me to take a look. This is from Shen Shao's uncle's house." My cousin is the second concubine's daughter, isn't she a good match for our Shen Shao?"

Shen Shao's scalp went numb when he heard this.

When he looked up at Xia Ling again, he found that Xia Ling was also looking at him.

He had never seen that kind of look, even when he was angry with her because of Feng Yanyu, he had never seen it before.

Disappointment and loneliness were entangled in her beautiful eyes, and then turned into a sharp blade, severely cutting a hole in his heart.

"It's suitable." Xia Ling twitched the corners of her mouth, and glanced at the shy girl, "This girl is so good-looking, she will be Shen Shao's mistress."

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Shen Shao meaningfully, "You think so?"

Shen Shao just met Xia Ling's eyes, and immediately stood up awkwardly, "...Xia Ling."

"You talk." Xia Ling smiled slightly, turned and left.

Shen Shao looked at his mother angrily, "Mom! What are you going to do? My wife is not married yet, and you want to take a concubine for me?!"

"What concubine?" Mrs. Shen grabbed the hand of the girl next to her, "Jialan, you have seen it before. I think you are not too young, Jialan is just right to be your wife. Jialan, call you soon Brother Six."

Chen Jialan looked up at Shen Shao shyly, then quickly lowered her head, and shyly called out: "Jialan has met Sixth Brother, please greet Sixth Brother."

Shen Shao snorted coldly, "What age is it? You still use this old way of greeting. Now is a new era where everyone is equal, not the era when parents arranged marriages. Now freedom of love and marriage is advocated. I want to marry Who can only decide for me. I advise you to die of this childishness quickly, find a good man to marry, and don't waste your time with me. "

After Shen Shao finished speaking, he left in a hurry, almost bumping into Chen Jialan.

Chen Jialan lowered her head, blushed and remained silent for a long time, and soon burst into tears.

Being ridiculed and disgusted like this for no reason, I feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't cry." Mrs. Shen looked coldly at Shen Shao who was arguing with Xia Ling, "I'm not dead yet, I can't tolerate him jumping around."
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Shen Shao hurriedly blocked Xia Ling's way, "Listen to my explanation, I really don't know how this happened."

"Don't drag."

Xia Ling reached out to push his hand away, and pointed at Chen Jialan who was looking towards them both.

"Your fiancée is watching, and the influence is not good."

Xia Ling left in a hurry, and Shen Shao chased after him.

"It's not a fiancee. The person I like is you. Isn't it obvious enough?"

Seeing that Xia Ling was no longer walking forward, he rushed in front of her and blocked the way.

"The person I like is you. I am not a puppet, at the mercy of my mother. No one in this world can force me to do something I don't want to do, do you understand?"

"what do you like about me?"

Xia Ling looked up at him, his eyes were as calm as water.

"I...I like you, what reason do I need?" Shen Shao hesitated and couldn't answer.

"Shen Shao, you take my forgiveness for you as salvation. You like the relief of guilt after being forgiven. My family is not good enough for you. It's not surprising in terms of appearance. It's even worse. Besides, if you really like it, I should feel it."

Xia Ling chuckled, "Just right, I don't like you either, and I don't want to be involved in this messy war."

(End of this chapter)

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