Lan Yingjun gritted his teeth, as soon as he thought that Qin Xin was going to marry Nalan Yejue, he was depressed, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Qin Xin, you only care about sarcastic me, you don't want to think about it, are you doing it right?" ”

"If you don't say goodbye, everyone thinks you're dead! Shall I, as a great man, be a widow for you? ”

"Am I happy that you're engaged to another man when you come back? I'm angry too! ”

"Mr. Nalan is my little cousin, how can I be embarrassed if you marry him?"

"How much more am I like him? He's just a handicap, a lame ......."

The voice did not fall.

Suddenly.

Empty in hand.

Immediately after that, there was a tingling pain in the top of the head, and a chill!

It turned out that when he was still frantically complaining about Nalan Yejue, Qin Xin snatched the wine glass from his hand and smashed it on top of his head with a "bang-".

Red wine, running down his hair, filled his face and mouth.

It's not embarrassing!

Qin Xin threw the broken wine glass indifferently, and then clapped his hands elegantly and said unhurriedly:

"First, since you know that I am already married to your little cousin, then please respect the elders and call me a little aunt!"

"Second, I'm not happy that people call me a cripple. Remember your dog's brain for me, next time I dare to say these words, it won't be pouring red wine on you......"

Qin Xin didn't continue.

But that cold and terrifying momentum made Lan Yingjun completely predict what she wanted to say.

Call him lame again, and smash his brain!

Lan Yingjun's self-esteem was beaten to pieces by a wine glass.

Qin Xin, his ex-girlfriend, a woman who almost died once, would rather marry a cripple than go back to him......

Qin Xin's footsteps gradually walked away.

Lan Yingjun leaned against the outer wall of the bathroom, looking embarrassed, unwilling, and panting.

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Qin Xin was also a little surprised in his heart as he walked.

It turns out that Mr. Nalan is Lan Ying's handsome little cousin?

She never knew about this relationship.

Maybe it's a relative who can't be beaten by eight poles, just look at the attitude of those family members of the Nalan family towards Lan Yingjun.

How did Lan Yingjun have the face to say that Mr. Nalan was a lame man who was not worth marrying?

Even if Mr. Nalan has a leg disease, he is 10,000 times better than Lan Yingjun, a man with a sound body and a crippled brain.

She didn't know anything else, but after Mr. Nalan talked about the marriage contract with her, there were really zero scandals, and she had never seen other women around.

She is also very respectful, polite, gentle, good-tempered, trustworthy, and a full gentleman.

Lan Yingjun has a face compared to Mr. Nalan?

I really smashed his wine glass just now, and I should kick him a few more times.

Qin Xin walked back to the banquet hall indignantly.

Mr. Nalan hadn't returned yet, but the two elders had already arrived.

From a distance, she saw a delicate little woman on the sofa leaning into the arms of a slender and tall middle-aged man, talking to Mrs. Qin enthusiastically.

The cold temperament on that man's body was somewhat similar to that of Mr. Nalan.

She guessed a few points and knew that this should be Mr. Nalan's parents.

She lifted the hem of her skirt and walked over to the two elders.

While she was still thinking about how to address the two of them, she saw the lady bounce up from the sofa one step ahead of her, rushed over and took her little hand enthusiastically:

"You're the heart, aren't you? Oops, it's prettier than I expected! More charming than the photos! Our stinky boy is really eye-catching! ”

Without waiting for Qin Xin to greet her, she said again like a cannon: "Come and see if you are satisfied with the gift I prepared for you?" I'm not satisfied, I have a lot of options for you. ”

She stuffed the two large gift boxes into Qin Xin's arms, and without waiting for Qin Xin to refuse, she said with a smile-