urprised to see him coming to work with his son, which scared herHe walked up to his desk and sat down, then calmly opened his computer and turned to An Xiaotu, saying, "Rabbit, make me a cup of black...Chapter 1170, Double Bridal Engagement (4)
Banquet Hall
As the protagonist of tonight's event, Wen Ping Sheng stood beside Yi Sheng. 。She turned around, intending to exchange the red wine for juice, when she just happened to see Wen Qi Jun bringing Ji Jin in. She was a little surprised. 。How did Ji Jin come
And just as he stepped into the banquet hall, Ji Jin, in the crowd of guests, saw Wen Ping Sheng standing not far away, who was particularly stunning. 。
A heart that was already restless, suddenly beat faster. 。Immediately that was followed by even more feelings of loss and deep, aching sadness. 。
Feeling a weight on his shoulders, Ji Jin quickly retracted his thoughts. He saw that Wen Qi Jun had draped his arm over his shoulder; although he said nothing and appeared as usual, Ji Jin knew that this act was laden with warnings and reminders. 。
Warn and remind him not to cause trouble at tonight's banquet. 。And here, Yisheng glanced at Wen Pingsheng. Seeing her gaze fixed on the distance, 。He followed her gaze and saw Ji Jin standing beside Wen Qi Jun. 。Their gazes clashed in the air for a fleeting moment before both looked away. 。I don't know how Ji Jin came either. Before this, my older brother told me he only spoke with Uncle and Aunt Ji, and didn't tell Ji Jin. 。Wen Ping Sheng retracted his gaze and lowered his voice to explain. 。"Shall we go say hello" Yisheng asked her opinion. 。"Nah, let's just go say hi to him. It would really hit him hard." 。Wen Ping smiled faintly and refused. 。Put yourself in I Sheng's shoes, imagine if tonight was her engagement with someone else. 。She might not have the courage to attend his engagement party with others, even if she did, he brought his fiancee to him and they both greeted him. 。
Too cruel. 。Upon hearing this, Yisheng ended the topic and changed the subject to something else. 。They didn't go to greet Ji Jin, but Ji Jin brought a glass of wine and walked over to them. 。"Xiao Sheng..." Ji Jin stood before her, his suppressed voice sounding calm yet laced with a tremor of heartache. 。Long time no see 。"Wen Ping Sheng politely greeted. " 。
Don't ask him how he got back. 。
She didn't mention her engagement to Yisheng, nor did she invite Ji Jin. 。Ji Jin served a cup of wine from the tray held by the attendant beside him and clinked glasses with Wen Ping Sheng. 。He opened his lips, wanting to say something, but remained speechless for a long time. He brought the wine glass to his lips and drank it down in one gulp. 。"...Wishing you happiness, Xiaosheng" 。"Ji Jin gave a stiff, perfunctory blessing. He glanced at Yi Sheng before turning to Wen Ping Sheng and saying, "You must be happy from now on. If An Yi Sheng treats you badly, come back to Kyoto. Don't wrong yourself. We are all your family. No matter what happens, we will be by your side." 。"Mmm!" Wen Ping Sheng nodded firmly and forcefully, "Thank you, Brother Ji Jin." 。Ji Jin listened as she called him "Brother Ji Jin" again, a bittersweet feeling welling up in his heart. He knew very clearly that this "Brother Ji Jin" was placing herself in the category of his younger sibling. 。That is to say, she will treat herself in the future just like she treats the several older brothers of the Wen family, with no trace of romantic feelings between men and women. 。Ji Jin changed the subject, "I came back in a rush and didn't have time to get you a gift. I'll make it up to you later." 。He knew that Wen Ping Sheng was engaged in the winter and had a general idea of the month, but he didn't know the specific date. 。Yesterday, I heard her parents discussing her engagement party and found out it was happening today. So I immediately booked the nearest flight and rushed back. 。 little Nuan is so sensible." 。Tang Moqing peeled the sweet potato skin while contentedly saying, 。Her little daughter, Xiaonuan, is becoming more and more sensible. She even left half of the roasted...