"Just think I've farted!" The ancestor of the Cang family had a dark complexion and was particularly flexible and flexible.

"It's too late, the little girl is already heartbroken." Bai Yao looked at the ancestor of the Cang family with some joy in his misfortune.

Ancestor of the Cang family: "..." No matter what, he will never let go now!

Then, all the big guys stared at him, their eyes full of condemnation.

The ancestors of the Cang family also showed their shameless face and stared at them from the spot.

See who can glare at whom?

When all the guests saw this, they all had black lines on their heads and didn't know what to say.

Of course, no one dared to say anything.

As much as the big guys like it, they can’t afford to mess with it!

I don't know how long it took before Mo Qianyi said, "I'm going to see little Yueyue. I'm a little worried about her."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The ancestor of the Cang family was secretly worried, don't you worry that you just went to see that dead girl now?

hehe!

Just pretend!

After Mo Qianyi left, Bai Yao and others naturally continued to glare at the Cang family ancestor.

However, the ancestor of the Cang family no longer wanted to stare at these bastards any longer, so he turned around and left.

Bai Yao and others did not stop him this time, and watched helplessly as the ancestor of the Cang family left.

At the same time, Mo Qianyi had found Feng Qiyue.

Feng Qiyue was in a guest room prepared for her by the ancestors of the Su family, eating fruit and watching the live broadcast in the banquet hall!

There was no trace of heartbreak on her beautiful face!

What are you sad about?

What's so sad?

It’s not like she just found out today that the Cang family likes to go back on their word. If she was really heartbroken because of something like this, she wouldn’t have to live long ago, right?

"The old man from the Cang family has left." Feng Qiyue accused Mo Qianyi when she saw him coming.

"Well, don't worry about him, let's do whatever we need to do." Mo Qianyi said calmly.

"So, what should we do?" Feng Qiyue asked deliberately.

Mo Qianyi: "..." There is so much I want to do.

"How about getting married?" Mo Qianyi then asked politely.

Feng Qiyue: "..."

"I have no objection, but will my ancestor agree?" Feng Qiyue asked calmly.

"Don't even think about it!" Just as he was saying this, Dongfang Chen's voice suddenly sounded from outside.

Immediately afterwards, he came in angrily, strode up to Mo Qianyi, glared at him and said, "Don't even think about it! The little girl is still young, you can't even think of trying to trick her!"

"Uh..." Feng Qiyue didn't expect that her ancestors would react so strongly to her Ninth Prince's words, so that for a moment she didn't know how to react.

Could she say that the two of them were actually just flirting?

Will the ancestors believe it?

"It's a matter of time." Mo Qianyi said calmly.

"Then just wait slowly!" Dongfang Chen said fiercely, and then glared at Feng Qiyue and said, "You are still young, don't think about getting married so early, wait until you are a hundred years old."

Feng Qiyue: "..." After a hundred years old? Then wouldn't she be an old lady?

"Ancestor, isn't a hundred years old a bit old?" After a moment of silence, Feng Qiyue asked cautiously.

"You're worthless! What's the point of being a hundred years old? We cultivators are still very young when we're a hundred years old!" Dongfang Chen gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay!" Feng Qiyue did not argue with Dongfang Chen, but looked at her Ninth Prince with great sympathy.

She is only in her twenties this year. If the Ninth Prince wants to embrace this beauty, he still has to wait for more than seventy years?

Poor Ninth Prince!
Chapter completed!