Jiang Shu heard the sound in the room and was about to come out, but was caught off guard when he saw Qingying's hand gesturing towards her underneath, so she didn't make any more noise.
Qingying watched the other party take out a red ring box from her pocket. She took two steps forward and opened it, "I woke up this morning and found this thing on the bedside table. I think it is what you are going to use today. I don't dare to delay. Here it is.
It’s been delivered. Would you like to check it out?”
What she said was quite clever, and in just a few sentences she outlined an imaginative story that captured people's imagination.
Obviously, she had no intention of explaining, and said in a more aggravating manner: "Don't tell Wen Qiushi, he will be angry if he knows I'm here."
It was a men's ring. Qingying bought it personally. It was not expensive. When Wen Qiushi received it, she treated it like a treasure.
Qingying stood there and looked at Jiang Shu from her perspective. She thought she would be angry, but no, she just took the ring from the woman's hand and thanked her very politely: "Please come and go.
In fact, you can call me and it will be the same if I go and pick it up."
Jiang Shu was surprised by Qingying's demeanor. In the past, she would have been able to tear people apart.
"You should know that he can't tolerate loneliness. Do you think he will come to me after you get married? To be honest, as long as the partner is him, I don't mind being a mistress." The woman smiled openly.
Jiang Shu was a little shocked when he heard these words. Are mistresses so arrogant these days?
Qingying still didn't get angry: "Okay, it will be the same if you come to demonstrate again."
The woman is gone.
Jiang Shu walked out a little uneasily. At this time, Qingying still didn't have any sad expression, "This..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Qiushi came in, and Jiang Shu immediately stopped talking.
He said: "Qingying, it's about to start, you may be a little tired."
Qingying directly handed him the ring in her hand: "The ring you have been looking for for several days has been sent to you. Should you explain it?"
Jiang Shu didn't expect her to be so straightforward.
Wen Qiushi paused, lowered his gaze, took the ring, and put it on his ring finger: "I'm sorry, I was called over by someone that day. I was unprepared and left it there."
"There won't be a next time."
Green cherry lips curved.
After they left, Jiang Shu pulled Qingying and asked, "Why aren't you angry?"
"Why are you angry?" She didn't understand. "I'm not in a position to be angry right now."
At Wen Qiushi and Qingying's wedding banquet, neither of their parents came.
Qingying walked alone on the red carpet and walked up to the man. It should have been a very touching scene, but Jiang Shu found it a bit scary. She looked at Wen Qiushi, who looked like an honest man, with strange eyes. She had an intuition that he was not what he was.
Good man.
"I don't know if I jumped into the fire pit." She said softly.
Zhou Liangqi sat next to her, peeling oranges, "I wish you could think like this when you get married to Fu Shiyan."
"..." Jiang Shu couldn't help but hit his arm, "You know how to chat."
Zhou Liangqi smiled fondly and stuffed a piece of orange into her mouth, "Don't worry, at least Wen Qiushi can solve the big problem for her."
This scene fell into the eyes of the man on the diagonal. The secretary beside him was trembling a little, "Mr. Fu, do you want..."
"Let her be." Fu Shiyan stared over there, his voice tight, and he took a sip of wine, his eyes dark.