Chapter 1197: Who is the Mistress

A long white dress outlined her slender figure like an angel, her beautiful face was transparent white, and the slender skirt of her body rose in the wind, as thin as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the woman sitting on the swing in astonishment, and her eyes fell on the spoiled and upright figure behind her, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

The hand was clenched into a fist.

"Night ......"

Hearing this, Gu Qianqian raised his head and looked at Ji Qingxin, who was escorted by Zeo and walking towards them step by step.

Slightly stunned, he motioned to Qi Mingye to put her down.

took the lead in walking up to her, smiled, and stretched out his hand in a friendly manner, "Hello, Gu Qianqian, you can call me Qianqian." ”

Ji Qingxin was stunned for a moment, glanced at Gu Qianqian, and then glanced at Qi Mingye, who was motionless behind her, bit her lip, and stretched out her hand, "Ji Qingxin." ”

"May I ask, what is your relationship with the night?"

"My fiancΓ©e, we're getting married."

Qi Mingye took Ji Qingxin's words, walked to Gu Qianqian's side in a few steps, and stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her shoulder, "If you can take care of your body by then, you can participate in our domestic wedding banquet." ”

"Domestic?"

"Hmm." Gu Qianqian nodded with a smile, "The Qi family and the Mo family have both moved to country M, and the wedding banquet is planned to be held in country M, but there are too many relatives and friends in the country, so there is no way, so we can only hold one on both sides." ”

Hearing Qi Mingye's generous admission of her identity, Gu Qianqian no longer twisted, and generously answered Ji Qingxin's questions.

The crystal eyes were glowing with brilliant and colorful happiness because of the mention of marriage with Qi Mingye.

Seeing Ji Qingxin's gloomy expression all of a sudden, her eyebrows furrowed, and she vaguely noticed the abnormality, but she just pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

"You're getting married?"

Ji Qing's eyes flickered a little, and she muttered to herself.

I don't know if I'm asking someone else or repeating it to myself.

"Take your heart down to rest first."

As soon as Qi Mingye's eyes signaled, the housekeeper immediately understood, and stepped forward a few steps, "Miss Ji, please." ”

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Ji Qingxin looked at the housekeeper, and then at Qi Mingye, who had been cold and indifferent since she appeared, and suddenly stepped back in panic, looking at him pitifully, "Night, you can send me up, I'm afraid." ”

The beautiful face is unhealthy white, and the originally fascinating appearance is even weaker at the moment, revealing a trace of morbid beauty, but it is even more unbearable to refuse.

"Night, go, Xin'er is a patient, the housekeeper will send Xin'er's luggage up first after packing up the guest room, and ask the kitchen to change the menu for today's dinner to food suitable for Xin'er."

Before Qi Mingye could speak, Gu Qianqian took the first step to take over the conversation, arranging the guests generously like a hostess,

Hearing her calm voice, Ji Qingxin's face turned a little pale.

Qi Mingye watched her reaction, his eyebrows twisted, he didn't speak, turned around and walked towards the villa.

Ji Qingxin hesitated for a few seconds and hurriedly followed.

It wasn't until the figures of the two people disappeared in front of him that Gu Qianqian clapped his hands, turned around and sat back on the swing, dangling one without another.

Glancing up at the blue sky, there was a crystal light on his delicate face, and he caught a glimpse of the housekeeper carrying Ji Qingxin's suitcase into the villa, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes tightened, and Ji Qingxin's reaction just now suddenly flashed in front of him, and his eyebrows sank.