Chapter 1962
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Perhaps it was because of his marriage, but Li Qingcang's face became gentler and calmer.
His deep and serene eyes were as calm and deep as the blue sea.
The reporters who came with Li Qingcang were still at the military headquarters.
After the reporters collected some material, they posted the photos online.
They were here this time to let Li Qingcang stand on the political stage openly.
The president thought that the Xie and Li families would be removed from the stage of history by asking the investigation team to investigate them. This was a big mistake.
Because the Xie family had Xie Xinghe, and the Li family had Li Qingcang. These two were very powerful men.
How could they allow the president to do anything without saying anything?
After Li Qingcang's photos were posted online, a group of fans immediately complained.
[Please Call Me Mrs. Li: From now on, Li Qingcang is my husband. He is so handsome and charming.]
[Three Thousand Weak Waters Only A Drop Drink: Ye Tianxin has good taste. She is married to Li Qingcang. No wonder people say that all the handsome men are handed over to the country. May I ask, when will the country send me a handsome man?]
[Gold and Jade Hall: What is handsome? This is it. Compared to the so-called handsome from Country H, I prefer Young Master Li's handsomeness. He is so handsome that I can't close my legs. He is so handsome that I am dreaming.]
[I Will Get Rich: Again, Ye Tianxin is a winner in life. Her husband is so handsome and she is pregnant with twins. Jealousy makes me ugly.]
[Worst Li Bai in China: You can still be jealous? I can only be envious. Because I just thought about it, I realized that the only person who can stand beside Li Qingcang is Ye Tianxin. They are a match made in heaven. I can't accept another woman standing beside Li Qingcang. I also can't accept another man beside Ye Tianxin. This is the pride of a couple fan. I am going to create a couple fan group. [Today, we are all fans of Li Qingcang.]
[Wearing the Stars and Wearing the Moon: Thinking that such a handsome man is my husband, I wake up laughing in my dreams! Great Master Zhou, give me back my husband!]
[Stewed with Potato Tang Sanzang: I am different from you. You are fans of my husband's appearance. I am a fan of my husband's inner qualities. My husband has won first place in the military competition five times in a row. He is also the top scholar in the college entrance examination.]
[Drifting Winter Snow Drunken Ink: Oh my god, we are all humans. Why is there such a huge difference between us? Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang are both top scholars in the college entrance examination. Both of them are so awesome in their respective fields. Most importantly, their family backgrounds are not just awesome anymore.]
[Little Peasant Landing from the Sky: It can be seen that the more powerful the family background, the more effort they will put in to nurture the next generation. Those second-generation celebrities who claim that my father is Li Gang and XX are not even worthy of carrying my prince charming's shoes.]
[Crazy Airplane: People who are smarter than me not only have a good family background, a good business, and good looks, but I can only be a salted fish.]
Ye Tianxin was reminded by Fang Nan. After reading the comments online, she kept smiling.
She was very happy ~
I'm really happy ~
Of course, when she saw other women calling Li Qingcang their husband, she couldn't help but feel jealous.
But more than that, she felt proud.
That was her man.
Her man was so outstanding.
Her foresight was so good.
Suddenly, she felt lucky that she had persevered and worked hard all this time and didn't give up.
Otherwise, the Internet wouldn't have praised them as a match made in heaven.
Her hard work had finally paid off in a substantial way.
"Are you very happy?" Fang Nan asked.
Ye Tianxin nodded. "Very happy."
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