Chapter 2719
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Leng Mei's face quickly turned red. She felt like her face was being burned by fire. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't control herself.
"What the hell is this? I don't want it …"
Leng Mei rolled her eyes and pretended that she didn't understand the contents of the album Di Lin gave her. She pursed her lips and reached out with her slender and beautiful hand, wanting to tear the album apart!
How could she possibly keep something that would make her feel extremely shy!
Other things aside, if someone were to see it …
Would she still have any face left?!
Just as Leng Mei was about to tear the album apart, Di Lin seemed to have known what she was going to do. He used his body, which was even taller than Leng Mei, to snatch the album from her hands.
"As a wedding gift, it's better for me to keep it."
As Di Lin spoke, he raised the album high and turned to walk out of the door.
Leng Mei was 1.7 meters tall. The moment Di Lin took the album from her hand, she jumped up to grab the album in the air but couldn't reach it.
"Give it to me! Give it to me! Leader, can you give it to me? I'll do whatever you want in the future. Give it to me! "
Leng Mei chased after Di Lin all the way out of the room.
No one saw that the moment Di Lin walked out of the room with the album that Leng Mei begged for as she ran, his cold smile was slightly raised.
.....
There were still two weeks before the wedding that Di Lin promised her.
In the garden.
Leng Mei, who was taking Di Lin for a walk in the garden, had asked him for the 190th time.
"Are you … really going to marry me?"
In return, Di Lin replied patiently, "Yes."
He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Leng Mei gulped and looked up at Di Lin. She used a different method to ask the original question, "Then … are you really going to marry me?"
"Yes!" Di Lin didn't get annoyed by Leng Mei's question. His slender hand interlocked with Leng Mei's slender hand. He stared at her with undisguised adoration and replied solemnly.
Leng Mei gulped softly, suppressing the joy in her heart that could not be expressed. She smiled and looked at Di Lin.
"Is this okay … I was only your mistress before …"
At this critical moment, Leng Mei became shy.
She glanced at Di Lin like a flower waiting to blossom.
Before she could finish her sentence, Di Lin grabbed her wrist and said coldly, "Don't worry, Miss.
"Who said you were my mistress?"
He had never treated her as his mistress!
"That's what the organization said. I was only 16 back then and you forced me. Isn't that your mistress …"
Leng Mei didn't understand why Di Lin was so angry. She turned around and pouted. Just as she was about to explain, Di Lin's expression changed.
A large head had already descended from above.
He used his handsome lips to capture her small mouth tightly, and they tossed and turned.
Damn it! Who was the one who said the word 'mistress'?!
From the very beginning, he had never intended to treat her as his mistress!
It was only a matter of time before she married him!
.....
On the day of Di Lin and Leng Mei's wedding, Yun Jian and the others were invited to visit as promised.
"Sister Jian, why don't I see Leng Mei and her husband?" Qing You tugged at Yun Jian's arm and asked her excitedly.
"Sob, sob, sob. Leng Mei is getting married. Will she still play mahjong with us in the future?" Gu Nianzhi rubbed her eyes, which did not have any tears at all, and said with a pained expression.
"What mahjong? You'd better get rid of that stalker who's been following you!"
Qing You shook Gu Nianzhi's arm lightly and glanced behind her.
She saw a man in plain clothes standing there. It was obvious that he was waiting for Gu Nianzhi.
It was Li Nong.
"Right, Sister Jian, where do you think Leng Mei went? Why hasn't she come out to play with us yet?" Qing You stomped her foot and asked Yun Jian.
Yun Jian's lips curled into a half-understood smile as she chuckled faintly.
"Maybe she's doing something unspeakable."
.....
In a certain bridal room.
The wedding was not over yet.
"Mm, don't, don't … Chief, don't tear it. Be gentle … You'll be found out later if you tear the wedding gown …"
Her soft and delicate female voice was met with a certain someone's deeper treatment.
The night was still young.
Their story was not the end but the beginning.
。 m.
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