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Chapter 137 Engagement Banquet (1)

In the dark corridors of the old castle, the thick and colorful oil paintings of figures on both sides are stretched out by the flickering lights, twisting into monsters with teeth and claws.

Unhurried footsteps sounded, and finally stopped in front of a huge carved door. After knocking on the door, the luxurious house was empty, only a medieval woman with a waist-wrapped skirt stood by the window.

"Mother."

"When did you come back?"

Yu Xige bowed his head, very respectfully: "Ten days."

Mother Yu beckoned and handed over a bronzing sticker.

It was an engagement invitation, two days later, and the place was in neighboring country S.

The woman is Qiu Linlin'er, and the man is Yu Xige.

Yu Xige closed the post, a little puzzled: "You called me back for a marriage?"

Only then did Mother Yu turn around and glance at him. She was similar to Yu Xige, but her complexion was cold and pale, her eyes were moving like a living person, but her lips were scarlet red.

She didn't answer her son's question, but just walked past him and sat in front of the dressing table: "Get ready, it's time to go."

At the same time, a series of insiders such as the Lu family and the Mine Owners Alliance received invitations. In addition, wealthy business people including Qin Xieyi, who is currently in country S, also received invitations.

The Yuan family is now entangled in trivial matters and is still a suspect and cannot participate. Even the Yuan family couple who are still at the World Chamber of Commerce are restricted from traveling and cannot leave the country at will.

Therefore, when Qin Xieyi dug him out of the study, Yuan Ruan was in a daze.

Qin Xieyi looked at Yuan Ruan, who had no image at all, yawned and his eyes were black and blue, and paused for two seconds before asking: "Did you make it?"

"Almost, the test is complete if there is no problem."

Yuan Ruan got up, stretched his waist, and walked to the bed: "Oh, I'm so tired. I'm going to sleep. Mr. Qin, do you think my hairline has receded? If I don't sleep for eighteen hours, I won't—hmm?"

She turned her head to look at Qin Xieyi's hand grabbing her collar.

"Three ten minutes, tidy up." Qin Xieyi stuffed the bag in Yuan Ruan's arms, "Bring your things. We will set off in an hour."

Yuan Ruan glanced at the gift box bag in his hand, and then at the back of Mr. Qin walking without muddling, he was dumbfounded.

At six o'clock in the evening, the lights come on.

The largest hotel in Heping District, the Ritz, was booked out by the Qiu family, and luxury cars stopped here continuously.

Yuan Ruan was dressed in a small black dress, stepped on the glittering Hetian Gao, and walked in through the gate with Qin Xieyi on his arm.

She had a smile on her face, but her lips moved slightly, and asked Qin Xieyi in a low voice: "Engagement? It's been less than two days since the news came out."

Marriage is marriage, the efficiency is so high?

Qin Xieyi glanced at her.The little dress was chosen by him, and he thought she wouldn't be able to control it, but it fit unexpectedly.

The face that usually looked small was specially painted with heavy makeup at this moment, and it became mature and charming. The little girl who was casual and rough in her bones was completely covered by this layer of gentleness and luxury.

He stretched out his hand abruptly and hooked the little girl's chin.

The little girl glared at him immediately, her fur all over her body exploded, like a kitten with its back tensed.

No, no, the little girl is still the same little girl.

Qin Xieyi tilted his head slightly, straightened Yuan Ruan's ears and hair, and coaxed softly, "Don't be nervous."

Yuan Ruan: ...Actually, if you don't tell me, I don't think I should be nervous yet.

Yuan Ruan had never participated in such a banquet, and followed closely beside Qin Xieyi, but was curious about everything around him.

Fortunately, Qin Xieyi didn't have high-profile plans, and after rejecting a few people who wanted to talk to express their attitude, he led Yuan Ruan to stand in the corner.

Let the little girl whisper in her ear and ask.

"Mr. Qin, is the young lady of the Qiu family pretty?"

"Mr. Qin, who is the engagement partner?"

……

Mr. Qin didn't want to answer a single question.

At seven twenty, the master of ceremonies came to the stage.

(End of this chapter)