Chapter 4842
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Probably half of the people present had fallen in love with her at first sight?
Shen Chiqian was stumped by Ye Qing Luo's words.
Patriarch Feng interrupted in time: "Alright, alright, these matters should be decided by the juniors themselves."
He looked lovingly at the young lady next to him: "I …. have nothing more to ask for now, I only hope that my Little Luo can be happy."
Old Shen laughed out loud as he patted Shen Chiqian's shoulder: "Qian 'er, did you hear that? Old Feng wants you to grasp the opportunity yourself. "
Shen Chiqian's face flushed slightly, showing the youth's inexperience: "I understand."
They were all smart people.
Every word and sentence could lead to various topics.
Patriarch Feng naturally wouldn't fall out in front of everyone.
Shen Chiqian's eyes were filled with tenderness as he looked at Ye Qing Luo with a modest and warm smile: "Miss Feng, I will use time to prove my sincerity."
Ye Qing Luo: "….."
She wanted to vomit.
To tell the truth, she didn't want to expose Shen Chiqian's modest mask.
No matter how young and inexperienced Shen Chiqian appeared, no matter how tender and tender he was.
She could see the greed and yearning in Shen Chiqian's eyes.
To put it bluntly.
He got close to her because of her identity as the Feng family's Miss, plus …. this face.
Of course, even without this face.
Shen Chiqian would come over.
His motive was too strong.
Ye Qing Luo was just about to put on a smiling face.
Suddenly, a voice was heard from not far away: "Sincerity and time, we don't need to trouble Eldest Young Master Shen."
Feng Li Qiong walked over slowly.
He squinted his eyes dangerously as he looked at Shen Chiqian with a faint smile: "Our Little Luo already has a fiancée."
"Wh, what?" Shen Chiqian frowned in shock: "How is this possible?!"
"Why is it not possible?" Feng Li Qiong scoffed lightly as he strode to Ye Qing Luo's side.
Ye Qing Luo looked sideways as she stared at Feng Li Qiong's face.
He secretly reached out to his waist and pinched him hard. "What is the meaning of this, Foster Father?"
Feng Li Qiong's expression remained unchanged as he straightened his back and looked towards the direction of the guests: "Changqing, come over."
Feng Changqing rose to his feet.
Ji Wuhua grabbed his arm. "What do you mean?"
Feng Zhangqing shook his head imperceptibly, a complicated look in his eyes.
He walked to Feng Liqiong's side.
Feng Li Qiong pushed Feng Changqing in front of Ye Qing Luo and smiled lovingly. "Little Luo, this is your future husband."
Ye Qing Luo, "…"
Patriarch Feng: "…"
Ji Wuhua: "…"
Everyone: "…"
What the f * ck, what the hell?!
Feng Changqing, her future husband?
The corners of Ye Qing Luo's mouth twitched as she tried hard to calm down the emotions on her face. "'Godfather', I think you should think carefully before you speak."
The arc of that smile was filled with danger.
Feng Liqiong's expression did not change. "Since ancient times, marriages have always been arranged by the parents and arranged by the matchmaker.
I've watched Changqing grow up, so his character is naturally trustworthy.
Marrying him is definitely the best choice. "
"Feng Liqiong!" Feng Clan Master was shocked by this change, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
This unfilial son.
She just wouldn't let him be at ease?
He clearly knew that Little Luo's heart belonged to someone.
And even forced her to marry Feng Changqing!
If this wasn't intentionally creating trouble, then what was it?
Ye Qing Luo couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She found it strange.
Early this morning, Feng Changqing was waiting for her outside.
He volunteered to be the horse groom, sending and receiving the entire set.
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