Ma Yiqing watched Qin Jinyu's jealousy boiling under the surface, her lips slightly curled up without a sound.
Stupid.
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Ning Xixi scanned the hall and did not find Ji Yebai.
She wrinkled her cute nose, found a corner to sit down, and absentmindedly poked at the little cake on her plate.
Ji Yebai, you jerk!
Who could he be with right now?
The school beauty? Class officer? Or... some pretty young lady he just met?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Ning Xixi imagined the cake as Ji Yebai's face, poking it vigorously until it quickly became a sorry sight.
"Hey, fiancée." A gentle and elegant voice rang out, causing Ning Xixi to pause her movements.
Looking up, Yan Yichen was smiling at her.
He was wearing a wine-red vintage suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking quite handsome.
"Who's your fiancée!" Ning Xixi pouted.
Yan Yichen raised an eyebrow: "Your dad is about to marry you off to me, and you still won't admit it?"
