Ye Qiaoxi didn't expect that her uncle would admit the matter so readily. You know, they wanted their cousin An Rui to marry him.
"Yes, yes," Guan Ziyu also supported, "We are your only relatives, how could we ignore this matter? If Lan Xichen is just playing for fun, won't we Xixi suffer a big loss?
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"Auntie," Ye Qiaoxi was so moved that she held her aunt's hand and said gratefully, "Actually, I don't know how I became his fiancée. I originally went to seek justice for Xiaorui, but...
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"Oh, silly boy, we are not unreasonable people. Xiaorui doesn't have that blessing. Since Lan Xichen has chosen you, she is also our daughter. Guohao, don't you think so?"
"That's right, Xixi, don't think about anything, just help your uncle make an appointment to meet him. I'll leave the rest to my uncle."
Ye Qiaoxi nodded obediently, "Oh, I understand."
Upstairs, An Rui watched all this with cold eyes, clasping her hands tightly together. Lan Xichen is hers, no one can take it away!
Yesterday, Lan Xichen drove a sports car to pick up Ye Qiaoxi from school, which was widely circulated in T University. And the identity of Ye Qiaoxi's fiancee also shocked everyone. From the moment she came to school, she was surrounded by "classmates' love"
Live, all kinds of questions were thrown out.
Ye Qiaoxi faced the violent bombardment, covered his face with his clothes, and hid miserably in the stairwell.
"Huh." She finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Lan Xichen, you are really harmful to others."
"Wouldn't it be nice to be the fiancée of a business genius and hz's future chief wife?"
A joking magnetic sound sounded, startling her, and she was ready to run away at any moment. When she saw the tall figure slowly walking out, she was slightly startled.
He is as tall as Lan Xichen, and his slightly long hair blocks his eyes, making it difficult for people to see the emotions in his eyes. His skin is very white, but it does not make people feel girly. His nose is straight, and his mouth is hanging
With a faint smile, his slim-fitting shirt outlines his good figure, and his dazzling diamond buttons shine brightly.
He was leaning elegantly against the wall, his chin slightly drawn, staring at her through his thick hair.
She recognized him, Zuo Xichen, the school lord of T University, a top student in the Department of Business and Management. Different from Lan Xichen's domineering and innate kingly aura, Zuo Xichen's temperament was as noble as if he had stepped out of a fairy tale.
Like a prince, he is indifferent and melancholy, and has fascinated thousands of young girls.
She never dreamed that she would talk face to face with the Prince Charming of all the girls in the school. Ye Qiaoxi's heart almost jumped out of her chest. Her little face felt a little hot. Fortunately, it was dark enough here, otherwise she would have been embarrassed to death.