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Chapter 95 Engagement Banquet (6)

Han Cheng took the necklace and walked behind Xie Yiren. Her hair hadn't been taken care of yet, and her long black hair was pouring down, mixed with a faint fragrance.

He gently pulled the long hair to his shoulders, then wrapped the necklace around his neck, and tied it.

Feeling the coolness of the necklace on his chest, icy and cool, Xie Yiren felt a trace of helplessness in his heart, which was inexplicably swept away.

Xie Yu saw this scene through the half-hidden door, and a gratified smile appeared on his old face. The kind of smile from the bottom of his heart made him relax.

It seems he made the right decision.

One of them was sitting, the other was standing, and the room was silent.

I don't know how long it took before Han Cheng said calmly: "I'll ask the makeup artist to come in and continue to help you dress up."

Xie Yiren nodded, Han Cheng turned around, and walked towards the door.

Xie Yiren looked at Han Cheng's back in the mirror, raised his hand to touch the necklace, parted his red lips, and whispered: "Rencontre...".

Then, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, revealing a shallow dimple.

Walking out of the room, Han Cheng saw Xie Yu standing by the corridor.

Xie Yu also seemed to hear the sound, and cast his eyes on him.

"Uncle Xie." Han Cheng walked towards Xie Yu.

Xie Yu nodded with a smile. Thinking of the scene just now, the expression on his face became serious, and he said solemnly: "Han Cheng, I will leave our Iraqi to you in the future. You have to take good care of her."

Although it was just an engagement, it still held a heavy weight in Xie Yu's heart, and he had to make it clear what should be confessed.

"I will, Uncle Xie." Han Cheng spoke firmly, paused, and continued: "There will be a press conference before the engagement banquet, and you need to attend, but don't worry, you don't need to answer any questions, my dad and I will arrange it All right."

"Press conference?" Xie Yu didn't know why.

"Yes, you also know that the previous news reports were all false reports and random speculations. This press conference will be regarded as an official clarification. In the future, everyone will stop pointing and spreading rumors."

"I see." Xie Yu understood, "I know how to measure."

"Okay, Uncle Xie, you go back to the guest room to rest first." Han Cheng said.

Xie Yu nodded and walked away.

Han Cheng stood where he was and watched Xie Yu leave, his dark pupils deepened.

Tonight he is going to be engaged to the Xie Yi people, but he has not found out the truth of that night, who is it...

"Mr. Han, Miss Xie's dress is here." The servant handed the box containing the dress to Han Cheng.

Han Cheng calmed down, reached out to take it, and went back to the guest room.

"Thank you..." Han Cheng gently opened the door, and saw the woman sitting on the chair obediently, the face in the floor-to-ceiling mirror was quiet and pleasant, as if thinking of something happy, the corners of her lips hung lightly. The smile suddenly attracted all his thoughts.

The corners of Han Cheng's mouth raised an arc unconsciously, and he stood there staring at her for a few minutes before slowly walking in and handing her the dress box.

"Shay man, the dress is here."

"Ah..." The Xie Yi was recalled by the man's deep voice, lowered his head guiltily, and then quickly ran to the bathroom with his gown in his arms.

In the bathroom, the Shayman slammed the door shut, raised his hand and patted himself on the head.

Oh my god, she has been fascinated by what Han Cheng said before for so long...

It must be Han Cheng always bullying her, I am not used to it...

The Xie Yi curled his lips, reached out to take off his clothes, took out his gown, and changed into it.

(End of this chapter)