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Jiang Qianqian asked, not really wanting to question Ji Muqing, but just wanting to help her sister confirm his intentions. A good friend who has played together since childhood, she has seen almost all of Yang Xueer's embarrassing looks, and has also participated in her highlight moments.

Now someone said that he wanted to accompany her for the rest of her life. Jiang Qianqian felt as if her daughter was getting married, and she felt uneasy no matter what.

Of course Ji Muqing knew what she was thinking. He liked Yang Xueer. The relationship between Yang Xueer and Jiang Qianqian was extraordinary, and he also placed Jiang Qianqian in an equally important position. So he was more than happy to answer her questions.

"Actually, I want to confess my love in a very high-profile way. I want to rent all the electronic screens in City A to let the whole city know that I love her. I also want to buy a lot of fireworks to let the whole city know when I confess my love to her. people to witness our happiness together.”

Ji Muqing fantasized about those beautiful scenes, imagining Yang Xueer standing in the fireworks looking at him and laughing, and he unconsciously started laughing along with her.

"But I'm afraid she won't like it. I bought flowers for her last time, and she seemed quite angry."

When he thought of that time, Ji Muqing felt a little ashamed. He thought he was right in giving what he liked to others, but he didn't expect that not only did he fail to bring surprises to others, but he also caused a burden to them.

"So I want to ask you. You and she grew up together. They are good sisters and family members. If I can get your help, I think it will be twice the result with half the effort. As long as she can be happy, I will be happy."

For Ji Muqing, he can do it no matter whether it is a high-profile show of affection or a low-key life. As long as Yang Xueer is willing, he is willing.

Not surprisingly, his sincerity made Jiang Qianqian very satisfied.

Also in a wealthy family, how could Jiang Qianqian not know that once a high-profile confession was made known to everyone, the company's cooperation and stocks would be affected. Ji Muqing dared to do this, which also showed that his love for Yang Xueer was anything but. It's just words,

Considering the Ji family's financial strength and Ji Muqing's own charm, there must be many people who want to put women in his arms. If they can openly show their love, many people with evil intentions can be stopped. But at the same time, it will definitely bring a lot of trouble to Yang Xueer.

Based on her understanding of Yang Xueer, she most likely doesn't like the way of confession that everyone knows. When everyone surrounds her and shouts, promise him, promise him, she will probably collapse and be forced to choose something she doesn't want to choose. That answer.

Therefore, she was very happy that Ji Muqing could discuss this matter with her.

"The disparity between you two is quite large. Xueer is more delicate and sensitive. If the way you choose to express your love is too high-profile, it may not be suitable."

Jiang Qianqian gave her advice seriously, "I think you can discuss it with your parents. If you can get their blessing and approval, Xue'er will be very happy. Maybe your home is the best choice for the venue. choose."

What Yang Xueer has been struggling with is nothing more than the fear that Ji Muching's family will look down on her if her family is too rich, and some of her ideas and living habits cannot match those of his family. If Ji Muqing and his family had firmly chosen her when they first confessed their love, and expressed their willingness to overcome difficulties and obstacles with her in the future, I believe her doubts would be dispelled a lot.

As for the choice of venue, Ji Muqing now lives in the Ji family's old house with his parents. Being able to arrange the confession ceremony in the old house can better reflect his sincerity.

After listening to Jiang Qianqian's words, Ji Muching instantly felt enlightened. He never thought that if you really like someone, you don't need to give her some fancy rituals, but from these rituals, she can realize how much he values ​​and sincerely cares for her.

With almost no hesitation, Ji Muqing happily answered Jiang Qianqian, "I understand, and I will do as you say. I will go back and tell my parents right away."

Ji Muqing's attitude of listening to others' advice to eat enough was very helpful to Jiang Qianqian, unlike Lu Baoshen who always had the look of "I am the best in the world" and wanted to be beaten up just by looking at him.

"I wish you success, Mr. Ji." Jiang Qianqian felt happy from the bottom of her heart to have such an outstanding and elegant man like her sister. "Contact me anytime if you need my cooperation."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Muqing couldn't wait any longer. He was going home immediately to discuss this matter with his parents.

But before he lifted his butt, a new email in his mailbox attracted his attention. The email was from Lin Shen.

When I opened the email, there were three photos. The pixels are a little blurry, hazy and have a different kind of beauty.

The first photo was taken of Yang Xueer leaning on the corridor outside the classroom door and doing a scissor hand gesture to the camera. At that time, her face still had a little baby fat, and she looked so plump and cute when she smiled.

The second picture is a photo taken of Jiang Qianqian and Yang Xueer standing under a tree. The two stood hand in hand. Wearing school uniforms, they smiled brightly and their faces were filled with youthful looks. The two of them surprisingly had thick hair. Qi bangs.

The third photo was a group photo of the whole class standing together. It was old and the pixels were not high, so it was almost impossible to see everyone's face clearly, but Ji Muqing still recognized her from the crowd at a glance. She stood in the second row, not in the middle, not so conspicuous in the crowd but so special. His eyes fell on her and he could hardly move away.

Yang Xueer, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, still had a childish look on her face. At that time, Ji Muqing was about to graduate from college and had already taken over the management of the Ji family. He couldn't help but giggle looking at those photos. If he had known that he would fall into the hands of this woman in the future, would he have rushed to her school and taken her away directly? Then will she be frightened by him and turn into a little crybaby?

In front of him was her youth, a past that he had missed and could no longer participate in. Thinking of this, Ji Muqing couldn't help but feel lonely. That feeling of loss hit him all the time, and he almost couldn't breathe.

He carefully saved the three photos in his mobile phone, and he set the single photo as the screen saver of his mobile phone. After everything was done, he put on his clothes again and rushed home.

It was too late for him to make up for the youth he missed. He hoped to participate in every moment in the future, hoping that he could accompany her to give her strength and become her support.

After arriving home and parking the car, Ji Muqing started shouting at the top of her lungs as soon as she entered the door, "Mom, Mom."

After shouting twice, no one answered, so someone else started shouting again, "Dad, Dad."

Ji's father was tinkering with his flowers and plants in the garden. He was frightened by the sudden noise. He dropped the shovel in his hand and complained, "Why are you shouting? My wife is sleeping. Go shout to your wife."

Ji Muqing is about to cry but has no tears. If he had a wife, would he still need to eat dog food here?