After waiting for two minutes without receiving any news from Jinghen, Qin Xiang sneered coldly, raised his hand, and directly pulled Lin Ruochun's head over to his side: "Sit properly, be careful of scoliosis from sitting crooked."
Lin Ruochun glanced at him strangely, but didn't say anything. After an "oh," she sat upright in the chair. Two seconds later, she leaned back towards Wen Qiao and continued discussing the unfinished topic: "Actually, the Huo and Fang families originally planned for the marriage to be between Fang Qinghe's sister, Fang Qingyu, but for some reason, it ended up being Fang Qinghe."
Just when Qin Xiang thought Lin Ruochun was being obedient: "..."
Obedient, my ass.
Wen Qiao noticed the dagger-like look from Qin Xiang, her head slightly leaned back, and when their eyes met, she provocatively raised an eyebrow at him.
As if to say: See, your Little Jiaojiao is closest to me.
Qin Xiang: "..."
What kind of woman has Jinghen taken a liking to?
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