Chapter 329
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"Xi Home Leader, is Yijue's words true?"
"This …" Xi Family Head showed a difficult expression. He understood that since Jin Family Head stood up at this time, he must have thought about it carefully. The marriage was probably …
"Jin Family Head, look at Xi Home Leader's expression. It must be true. Otherwise, let the Xi family take it out for everyone to see."
Xi Mengdie suddenly felt a headache coming and shouted back, "That's the Xi family's thing, and it will be mine in the future. It's my dowry. I can give it to whoever I want. Is it your turn to judge?"
Someone heard this and laughed, "So it's really given away."
Xi Mengdie's face was gloomy.
"It seems that this is indeed the case …" Jin Family Head sighed and looked at Xi Family Head again, "This kind of daughter-in-law, our Jin Family can't afford. With this kind of attitude, before she even marries, all of our Jin Family's things will be hers. Such a utilitarian woman, forgive me for not being able to claim this marriage."
Waving his hand, Jin Family Head sighed bitterly, "I've lived for so many years in vain. I can't believe I was deceived by a little girl. I'm really old and muddle-headed!"
Xi Home Leader looked at Jin Family Head's pretentious posture gloomily, and his chest was full of anger.
Xi Mengdie bit her lower lip and walked to Jin Yijue, "I don't care. We are husband and wife. This is a fact that can't be changed. If you dare to break the engagement, I won't let you go."
Jin Yijue glanced at her coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to her. He dragged his heavy body and left the yard.
His lonely figure seemed to be more bleak under the cold moon.
Seeing the desolation in Jin Yijue's heart, Jin Family Head couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He stopped Xi Mengdie, who wanted to chase after him. "Third Miss, it's not the doings of a fighter."
Xi Mengdie stomped her feet fiercely and clutched her skirt tightly. Jin Family Head's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over her head. She came back to her senses and found that she was wrong.
On the shore that stretched as far as the eye could see, Xi Nuoying sat with her hands behind her back, her two legs stretched out straight, the corners of her mouth raised in a satisfied smile.
Suddenly, a tall white figure squatted down beside her.
A big hand grabbed her right foot.
She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her foot, but although the strength of the big hand was gentle, it was so tight that she couldn't do as she wished.
She knitted her brows and looked at him strangely. Why was he grabbing her foot for no reason?
Di Shifan silently lowered his head and was slightly startled. His slender fingers brushed past the black bracelet on her ankle. His gaze slightly tensed and then he checked her other foot. Then he looked up in astonishment. "You've always been carrying this pair of black iron rulers?"
Schilling's Shadow withdrew his foot and glanced at him. "What's so strange about it?"
Di Shifan laughed softly. His low masculine laughter was like the melodious sound of a zither, beautiful and moving. He grabbed her small foot again and took off her shoes and socks.
The cold wind blew against her feet. She shivered and kicked her legs. "Don't you know that men can't casually look at a woman's feet?"
"I know, only her man can look. I'm my future Princess Consort, so of course I can look." He used the faint moonlight to carefully examine her ankle and arrogantly and domineeringly vowed.
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