This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 603 My fiancee, Ling Mi!

  Yan Shiqi took Ying Feifei and Yin Ansa to sit on the sofa, talking and laughing, she raised her eyes to look at Qiao Feifei standing in front of Qiao Mu and Qiao Qing.

  She was talking to the two of them with her head down, her expression seemed very lonely and haggard.

  Qiao Fei can come to the banquet, eight achievements are Ling Mi’s idea.

  But she and Mo Liangyu never showed up, which made Yan Shiqi's eyes full of interest, what would happen after a while.

  Ling Mi knew about the dire situation in Qiao’s house, but he called Qiao Fei for nothing. Isn’t this sincerely adding to Qiao Er and the others?

  ……

  About ten minutes later, several people in the box chatted in twos and threes.

During this period, Yan Shiqi had been observing Qiao Feibai's movements. After she had spoken with Qiao Mu and the others, she sat in the corner of the corner alone, hanging her head silently, fiddling with her. Hand bag on the knee.

  She looks like this, but it is very different from the arrogant posture that she used to be arrogant in the entertainment circle.

  Yan Shiqi chuckled and looked away from her face, and just handed it to Ying Feifei with the fruit plate, the door of the box was pushed open in good time, and the first person to walk in was Mo Liangyu dressed in a formal suit.

   And he was still pulling a person, it was Ling Mi walking behind him.

  His dress tonight is very orthodox and elegant, abandoning the floral shirts and trendy pants of the past, the black high-definition suit and shirt of the same color, adding a touch of seriousness and elegance to his slender face.

  Mo Liangyu led Ling Mi, grinning when he entered the door, "Hello, sorry, we are late!"

  He seemed to be very happy. After speaking, he turned and pulled Ling Mi to his side. Under the background of the light, everyone realized that he and Ling Mi were clasped together.

  Ling Mi stood beside him, dressed in a dignified knee-length wrap dress with a long windbreaker, and her hair was rarely tied into a ball head behind her head.

  Yan Shiqi thought, she is not afraid of cold.

  Ling Mi still seems to be that elegant woman, but the dress on top of her head is completely incompatible with her temperament, which obviously damages her original temperament.

  Yan Shiqi looked at the two late arrivals in an instant, his eyes rested inexplicably on Mo Liangyu's suit.

  How does she remember that this suit, it seems that the fourth brother also has a set? !

  Thinking so, she inadvertently looked in the direction of the man.

  Xu was aware of the gaze she was casting, and the man looked at her from a distance, a trace of playfulness faintly passed through the eyes that were deeply stained with ink.

  At this moment, everyone has very different thoughts.

  Mo Liangyu smiled heartlessly, no one could see that the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy.

  He let go of Ling Mi, put one hand around her shoulder, moved to his side, and said, "Formally introduce me, my fiancee, Ling Mi!"

  At this time, Qiao Mu was on the table with one leg and an unlit cigarette between his fingertips, staring at Mo Liangyu's excitement, and said sarcastically, "I don't need your introduction, they are all acquaintances!"

  Mo Liangyu smiled, "Second brother, that's different! The Xiao Mi you are familiar with is our fascinator, but now the Xiao Mi I introduced is my fiancee!"

  He was full of defense, and inadvertently brought Ling Mi into his arms, "Fiancee, are you right."

  Ling Mi lifted his eyes from his arms, faced him, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and pushed him, "Don't talk nonsense, let them watch the jokes."

  Mo Liangyu ignored her rejection, still holding her tightly, turned her around slightly, and looked at the photo wall, "Surprise for you, do you like it?"

  Ling Mi followed his gaze and looked at the photo wall with a noticeable lag.

  She is a woman. If she is not moved, it is indeed impossible. The photos include countless photos of her in the past, as well as those of Mo Liangyu himself.

  She did not expect that he would be so careful.

  However, in Ling Mi’s somewhat moved expression, Ying Feifei glanced at the photo wall and murmured slightly, "Seventeen, isn’t this the same as the photo wall in your house?"

  At this moment, Ling Mi’s expression changed suddenly!

the end.

  (End of this chapter)