Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

The two stood by the door, dumbfounded for a while.

He urged them to come back, but he ignored them and looked unimportant.

Co-authoring means calling for the meaning, focusing on participation?

They looked at each other with smiles in their eyes, but they didn't dare to be too obvious.

Finally, Mr. Xie greeted them first: "Xixi, come and see the honeymoon destination we picked."

Xie An: ? ? ?

Shen Lingxi: ? ? ?

They must be engaged, not married.

Engagement and a honeymoon?

After all, at the critical moment, Ms. Hua Wei is still reliable.

"Xixi, there are several cars prepared at home for the engagement banquet tomorrow. Let's see which car you want to take to the hotel."

Shen Lingxi took the mobile phone handed over by Hua Hao. If she didn't know that she was picking out a car to go out tomorrow, she would have thought she was watching a large auto show.

Even though he knew that Xie An had a lot of luxury cars, Shen Lingxi couldn't help but be shocked.

It turned out...for so many years of marriage, she saw Mr. Xie's car, and it was only the tip of the iceberg.

How can this man who doesn't like driving be so fond of buying a car.

Noticing the look delivered by the future wife, Xie An took the initiative to make a clearance and helped to choose a car.

Because someone has too many cars, they don't know what kind of car to drive. If they say it out, they will be scolded for showing off their wealth.

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On the day of the engagement banquet, all the celebrities in Beijing were present.

The Xie family has a special status, and I didn't want to make it too exaggerated, but I can't stand to have many friends.

The most important part of the engagement ceremony is the signing of the marriage certificate.

The two stood in front of the crime, looking at the big red wedding book, feeling complicated and nervous.

Shen Lingxi took a pen and wrote his name next to Xie An.

This is the second time she has signed a marriage contract, with the same person.

Signing without hesitation is her answer to married life.

She was very satisfied with her marriage, and she was very fortunate that that person was Xie An.

After signing, the two looked at each other with a warm and bright smile.

As long as that person is her, she is willing to sign several marriage papers.

With so many elders present, although I still want to hug people into my arms, I have to take into account the occasion.

Xie An took her hand and whispered in her ear, "Little boy, I'm yours."

Hearing this, Shen Lingxi's eyes turned red, and her nose was sour.

That's how he is, always so warm.

Xie An did not say that Shen Lingxi was hers, but said that she was hers, and she gave Shen Lingxi full dignity and respect, whether in words or behavior.

Shen Lingxi said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Be good, don't go by my side."

Xie An smiled: "Okay, listen to the lady's words 100%."

The flash for taking pictures on the spot flashed endlessly, as if all the pictures had to be photographed.

Mr. Xie and Mr. Shen were sitting at the main table chatting. The atmosphere was very good. A marriage that both families were satisfied with was naturally warm and sweet.

Shen Yunci, who should have been reluctant to part with her sister's engagement, didn't have time to feel sorry at all, and was dragged by Xie Zhen and Xie Feng to drink.

At the end of the banquet, the three of them did not fall under the table, which is their greatest honor.

In the end, it was Xie Qianyu's fiance who sent the three drunks home.

The three tall and tall young people were making a scene, and the scene was not too funny.

Xie Zhen's mother even gave full play to the word "mother" and took pictures of the three of them with her mobile phone. This is how black history was born.

Supplementary Chapter