Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Under the spotlight, the banquet hall was dazzling and resplendent. The top chaebol bosses in high-end suits and the beautiful and generous young ladies were mingling with each other.

Di Yuanjue had an abdominal injury, so he had some difficulty chasing people.

He held the girl in his arms with one hand, ignoring the strange looks around him, and even forcibly held the girl in his arms, "The four major families here are fighting, and the swords and guns have no eyes. You are in military training, so I don't want you." Worry, I think I will definitely be able to go back in a month. By then I will tell you, Qingcheng..."

He was about to say something, but Long Qingcheng's white fingers covered the man's lips. She looked calm and listened to the man's explanation, but there was a hint of helplessness in her tone. She knew that what the man in front of her was doing was For your own good, I don’t want to let myself get hurt in any way.

But they were in love, not just friends. If they were friends, she wouldn't even be angry.

It's just that she doesn't have time to think so much now.

She spoke slowly, "I'm going to cut the cake first. We'll talk about your affairs later."

Grandpa Mu is celebrating his 80th birthday this year. The people he invited are all respectable people. The person who cuts the cake is naturally Grandpa Mu’s grandson. But I didn’t expect that another beautiful girl would appear today. She is even about the same age as his grandson. People around her Everyone was speculating whether this girl was the wife the old man had found for his grandson.

After all, a family engagement like this cannot come as one likes, and marriage is the best outcome. It's just that they haven't seen which family's daughter this is.

An Xu rubbed his palms and glanced at Xu Qian who was gloating about his misfortune, "Mr. Xu, if Miss Long blames Ninth Brother, you will take half of the credit."

"An Xu, what are you talking about?" Xu Qian held a goblet in his hand, sipping champagne, and looked at Di Yuanjue's joke. This was a rare scene in thousands of years. "Look at what your ninth brother said. What words? Are you afraid that you will be hurt? This is simply a death sentence, okay?"

"A man is afraid of saying what is good for you, afraid that you will be hurt, I will support you, these words? Even if it is his first time to fall in love, Yuan Jue's emotional intelligence is indeed worrying."

"Miss Long got angry when she saw our Emperor with other women. Shouldn't she explain the problem first?" Xu Qian, like a veteran of wandering around flowers, analyzed the reasons.

An Xu was confused: "Isn't it because Brother Ninth came here and didn't tell Long Qingcheng?"

Xu Qian repeatedly emphasized, "You are surrounded by a woman and your girlfriend saw it. Wouldn't she be angry and jealous?" He waved his hand, speechless, "Forget it, you are a single guy, you can't understand so deeply. The problem."

An Xu: "..." You Neptune, what do you know?

While the two of them were talking, a roar of applause followed. The cake had been cut and now it was being divided.

There are many people, so some physical contact is unavoidable. Mu Fan blocked Long Qingcheng's face with one arm. He was tall and strong, and even completely surrounded the person in his arms. He said thoughtfully, "Sister, there are too many people, let's go out first."

When other people saw this, they all showed aunty smiles.

"He didn't run away, he must be his girlfriend!"

"Yes, your young master Mu cares so much about that girl."

"Alas, it seems that our single ladies here are going to lose their minds again."

Although the voices of the discussion were low, the speakers were all from behind, so Di Yuan could certainly hear them.

Xu Qian and An Xu both looked at Di Yuanjue, who already had a bad look on his face. He was as gloomy as thunder about to roll, gloomy and sinister, and his whole body was frighteningly cold.

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There is a small garden owned by Mufan's mother behind the villa, and there is a pavilion in the garden.

Long Qingcheng walked over with Di Yuanjue.

She placed the cake given by Mu Fan on the stone table and turned around. The man stood very close, so close that he took her into his arms. He stroked the girl's beautiful long hair and said in a gentle voice, "That girl just now and I have no connection."

Long Qingcheng's somewhat relieved body suddenly stiffened. She knocked off the man's arm and took a step back.

The man's hand suddenly froze in mid-air, his expression was stunned, his thin lips pursed, his eyes were clouded, and he didn't even know why the girl suddenly refused his caress.

"Is this what you want to tell me?" Long Qingcheng looked at the man in front of her and suddenly felt a little powerless. She asked word for word, "Do you just not believe me? Do you think I will do it because of other girls? Are you angry? Do you think I will misunderstand you? "

"Di Yuanjue, you underestimate me. If I can agree to be with you, I won't suspect that you are hooking up with other women."

She doesn't know what to say? After all, the man in front of him didn't even tell him what happened here.

She didn't even have the courage to question.

What does it mean to ask a man about himself? Do you just need to be his little wife and cling to his arms? If she is so sorry, she can't do it.

She is naturally rebellious and will not become attached to anyone, not even in the protective circle given to her by anyone.

"Di Yuanjue, do you think I will stay in the protective circle you gave me?" She took a step forward, raised her head and questioned the man in front of her. Just because she was sensitive to doctors, she heard a little bit from the words of the man in front of her. The taste of weakness.

how could be?

"No." How could he think like this.

His woman should keep pace with him, a phoenix soaring in the nine heavens.

Fuck, he was affected by the conversation between An Xu and Xu Qian just now.

"I didn't think so, Qingcheng," Di Yuanjue cursed himself secretly. He took the woman into his arms again with his big hands. The girl's body was very stiff, and she even refused. Of course, her hands were faster than her brain, and she almost grabbed her. He pushed away the man in front of him.

She took a step back and distanced the two people.

The next second, she heard the man's muffled voice. Was she hurt?

Long Qingcheng stepped forward in disbelief, grabbed the man's suit, and tore it open with both hands. The buttons of the suit fell apart, revealing his tight waistline. She pulled out the black shirt, and the man covered it with his hands, " Qingcheng, don’t worry, it won’t be a problem.”

"let go."

There was a faint smile in Di Yuanjue's deep eyes. He let go and let the girl open his shirt. The straight and strong honey-colored chest had a well-proportioned texture, except for the white bandage, which was an eyesore.

Long Qingcheng's hands trembled slightly, "Di Yuanjue, what do you think I am? A woman you play with casually?"

"Dragon, Qing, City." Di Yuan was furious.

He firmly grasped the girl's shoulder with one hand, and lifted the girl's chin with the cold fingers of the other, forcing the girl to raise her head and meet his eyes.