Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 493 Don't bother you (2)

"Master, let me tell her." Yi Xuan glanced at the door and said in a low voice.

Liu Yiman reluctantly handed him the phone, staring at the phone in his hand.

"Qiao Luo, we'll talk when we meet tomorrow, hang up first."

After speaking, he hung up the phone, pulled out his chair and sat down.

"Master, why are you crying when you're happy." He took out a few tissues and handed them to Liu Yiman, "Besides, it's Chinese New Year, we should just smile."

Liu Yiman pulled the corner of his mouth, took the tissue to wipe off the tears on his face.

"Master, can you rest assured now?" Yi Xuan asked with a smile.

Liu Yiman nodded.

Thirsty after talking too much, Yi Xuan reached out and picked up the teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup of tea, "Second senior brother has returned to Fengyun City, I will go find him later."

As he spoke, he picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Master, let me tell you, that Long Beijue is super hateful and extremely domineering."

Liu Yiman laughed, quietly listening to his complaints.

On that side, after talking on the phone with Liu Yiman, Qiao Luo couldn't calm down for a while.

Outside the fitting room, Long Beijue knocked on the door after waiting for Qiao Luo to come out.

"Luo, why don't you come out?"

Qiao Luo hummed in a muffled voice, "Wait."

Hearing that something was wrong with her voice, Long Beijue frowned.

Putting his slender and jade-like hand on the doorknob, he pushed open a crack in the door, and then dodged in.

The shopping guide looked over curiously, and before they could see anything, the door of the fitting room was already closed.

Seeing the figure squatting on the ground, Long Beijue thought that she was not feeling well, and Long Beijue's heart tightened.

Without thinking about it, he half-kneeled on the ground, put his hands on her shoulders, "what's the matter?"

Qiao Luo raised his head, his eyelashes were stained with moisture, and his voice was soft, "Legs are numb."

Long Beijue breathed a sigh of relief, and spread his hand to her. Qiao Luo put his hand into his hand and leaned against him.

She said, "Brother Six called just now, and I had a few words with my teacher's wife."

Suddenly, Long Beijue touched her back with his palm.

Noticing the clothes on her body, he tried to divert her attention, and reached out to wipe away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, "The clothes fit well."

Qiao Luo pouted, "No way."

"Are your legs still sore?"

Qiao Luo shook her head, Long Beijue held her hand, and Qiao Luo stood up with strength.

She was wearing a red dress, the skirt was just below her knees, revealing a section of slender legs.

The skin is like creamy fat, which makes people's hearts wander.

Long Beijue's deep eyes dimmed, he retracted the hand around her waist, and pulled her back into his arms.

Qiao Luo was stunned, but before he could react, the man's deep voice fell on his ears, "It looks good."

The warm breath entered his ears, and Qiao Luo's face burned.

She cleared her throat and raised her hand against his chest, "You like to see you off."

Long Beijue laughed, and looked down at her, "I'll buy this one back, and just show it to me."

Qiao Luo couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder, "You mean to let me walk around the bedroom wearing this?"

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "That's not impossible."

"..."

After giving him a blank look, Qiao Luo stood up straight, "Go out quickly, I want to change clothes."

Long Beijue pressed his back against the door, a playful smile curled up on the corner of his lips, "I'll change it for you."

"No, don't bother you."

"Don't bother, it's not the first time."

"Don't make trouble, this is not at home." She suppressed her voice with a bit of embarrassment.

"Shh."

After a while, Qiao Luo came out from inside, his face under the hat was blushing and dripping with blood.

Long Beijue took the skirt and walked to the counter, "Wrap this one too."

He looked sideways at the person beside him, "Anything else?"

Qiao Luo reached out and twisted his arm, "No, hurry up."

She didn't want to try on clothes at all.

Long Beijue chuckled, took out his card and handed it to the teller.

……

Duan family.

Lin Meng looked at his son sitting opposite, and said in a gentle voice, "Fanfan, your father will be back later, please be patient and have a good chat with him."

Duan Fan nodded and hummed.

"Brother Fan."

A delicate voice came in from outside, and it was hard to hide the excitement.

Hearing that Duan Fan had returned home, Ning Yuan rushed over immediately.

Running into the living room, Ning Yuan saw Lin Meng was there, with a sweet smile on his face.

"Aunt Duan."

Lin Meng smiled slightly, "Ning Yuan is here, come in and sit."

She stood up and winked at Duan Fan, "I still have something to attend to, Fanfan, please say hello to Ning Yuan."

"Aunt Duan, won't you sit down for a while?" Ning Yuan asked gently, "Do you need my help?"

Lin Meng shook her head, "No, you guys talk."

After speaking, she lifted her foot and walked out.

Ning Yuan walked in front of Duan Fan, with a smile on his lips, "Brother Fan, did you come back in the morning?"

Duan Fan hummed, "Sit down."

Ning Yuan was flattered by his sudden politeness.

She took a step forward and sat down opposite him.

After pondering for a moment, Duan Fan said in a deep voice, "Ning Yuan, I have something to say sorry to you."

Ning Yuan's heart skipped a beat, with some bad premonition.

She squeezed out a smile, and asked tentatively, "What's the matter, why did you apologize to me for no reason?"

Duan Fan went straight to the point, "Forget about the marriage, I will go and clarify this matter with Uncle Ning."

Ning Yuan's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't hold back his smile.

"Brother Fan, why did you say this suddenly? Did I do something wrong?"

"What did I do wrong, you said I would change it."

She thought that he was willing to come back to discuss the marriage, but she didn't expect that he came back to annul the engagement.

"We're almost ready for the wedding, and the invitations will be sent out in a few days. Brother Fan, is there something you're not satisfied with? Can you tell us to solve it together?"

I just beg him not to be so cruel to her, what should she do if he came to break off the engagement at this juncture.

Duan Fan frowned, and could hear the trickiness in her words, "Ning Yuan, we agreed from the very beginning that it was for the prescription."

Her reaction didn't look like a fake marriage, it felt like she took the marriage seriously.

"I know." Ning Yuan calmed down, belatedly realizing that he had slipped his tongue.

She forced a smile and said, "But you haven't got the prescription yet, you suddenly divorced now, Uncle Duan will definitely not give you the prescription."

Duan Fan said, "I'll think of another way to deal with the prescription, let's forget about the marriage, sorry."

After all, he has made up his mind, he just wants to divorce her.

Ning Yuan looked at him with tears shining, biting her lip tightly.

He didn't take it seriously, but she did. She really wanted to marry him. Why did he take away her last hope.

"Why?" She tried to keep herself calm, "Didn't we agree before, why did you suddenly go back on it?"

Duan Fan remained silent.

Ning Yuan's voice was tinged with tears, "Can't you even give me a reason?"

"It's still too late to retire the engagement. If you regret it on the day of your wedding, it will be bad for your reputation and embarrass your two families." Duan Fan explained calmly.

(End of this chapter)