“Is Ye Er here?” Her mood was quite complicated.
“Encourage him to cheer up; twelve tour concerts are waiting for him. I should leave; the main event is waiting for me at home.”
Lin Mu Chun tactfully withdrew, leaving them to meet alone.
“Drinking too much is bad for your health.” Fengqian took away his wine bottle.
“Fengqian.” He suddenly looked up, grabbed her hand, and pulled her into his embrace. Holding her waist tightly, he didn’t want to let go. “Are you back?”
“Ya’er,” she said indifferently, “I’m here to give you a wedding invitation.”
“You’re lying! You said you wouldn’t marry anyone else!” Ya’er pushed her away and gripped her shoulders forcefully.
She raised her hand, gently touching his handsome face and holding his long hair. “Ya’er, I will keep my long hair. Remember, I keep it for you! In this world, I only love you and the child you gave me. I want to protect both of you from harm.”
“Doesn’t this hurt me? Isn’t that harm?” He completely didn’t understand her logic.
“Not everyone can live with their true love. Life isn’t just about love.” She pulled out a pink invitation from her bag.
“Which family would accept you?” He asked sourly, unable to change her determination, which had been unyielding since childhood.
“Yongchen insists on marrying me because I have his child.” It seemed like the relationship between Fengqian and Gongpa would be hard to handle. From the social status of Yong’s family, Yongchen’s choice of bride should be a prominent figure.
He opened the invitation. “June 11th? I might not have time to attend the wedding; I have a concert.” His finger that touched the invitation hurt.
“Work hard then.” She forced a cheerful smile, “I’ll cheer for you!”
He hugged her tightly. “Best wishes, my dearest sister!”
Fengqian’s face turned pale, tears welling up in her eyes. “Thank you, my brother!” After saying this, she almost ran out of his house.
On June 11th, Fengqian will become Mrs. Yong. Oh God, help me, how can I stop her? How can I bring her back to my side?
Before leaving home, Wen Shan invited Meijiang to a restaurant. After the traumatic event, she had become much calmer.
“Is Ling doing well?”
