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Mo Ye Han laid down on his side and looked at her tenderly and lovingly, "Darling, I've always had a regret in my heart."

Long Qian blinked her eyes.

"I've always owed you a wedding that belongs to both of us, and you're the only one there."

Honestly speaking, Long Qian had thought that this had always been a regret in her heart. She and Ye Han had been married twice in total. However, every time, she would passively become a supporting role from the main character, and a very passive one at that. This matter had once become the knot in her heart!

After the passing of time, she gradually discovered that she didn't seem to care much about this matter anymore. Things had already been going on for so long, and the man that she had always wanted to capture had already become the only one she had. What else was she not satisfied with? Only, she did not think that Mo Eversnow had always placed this matter at his heart.

"Ye Han." "Actually, I …" Long Qian wanted to tell him that she didn't care about this anymore.

The man lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

The continuous kiss lasted for a few minutes. Only then did the man reluctantly leave her lips. He caressed her cheeks and dotingly said, "I will definitely repay you for the wedding that belongs to you."

Long Qian saw that he had made up his mind, so she stopped talking. Ye Zichen snuggled up to him obediently and nodded.

On the big lawn of the Old Mo residence, there was a happy arch, countless flowers, champagne, delicacies, warm smiles … That's right! Today was the engagement day of Mo family's little miss, Mo Yanxue.

However, the engagement banquet was arranged for the afternoon, and the servants had been busy since morning.

Long Qian and a few other female partners accompanied Mo Yanxue in her room to put on makeup. The other men followed Mo Yeyan to Ji Chuyang's residence to 'make things difficult' for the groom.

Long Qian and Mo Xiaomin were chatting and laughing over there, asking about her plans with Xiao Jingyi.

Mo Xiaomin thought for a moment and said, "I think it's still early. I still want to get some time to talk."

"It's still early?" How long had it been? "Little girl, I'll tell you this. Be careful that those bewitching bitches will steal him away from here. When the time comes, you'll have the right to cry!"

"Hey, little girl, you know how to scare me." Mo Xiaoming angrily glared at her.

"I didn't scare you! Think about it, how can no one like such an outstanding person like Jing Yi? " Long Qian said as she winked at her.

With these words, Mo Xiaomin really remembered them in her heart …

In the evening, the entire Old Mo Residence was illuminated as if it was daytime by the resplendent light. In particular, the place where the engagement party was held was as beautiful as the ocean.

Mo Yanxue was already dressed up. Wearing a simple and meticulously chosen wedding dress, she walked out from inside. At the back of the archway was Ji Chuyang and the other small fry next to him.

When the two of them appeared, there were immediately some people making weird noises in an attempt to lighten the mood.

Under the host's instructions, Ji Chuyang held Mo Yeyue's hand and walked to the stage in front to exchange rings.

Under the shine of the starlight, Ji Chuyang's eyes were steady and focused. He looked at the beautiful girl in front of him affectionately and lovingly. On Mo Yeyue's rosy cheeks, it was as if there were two purple grapes embedded there. It was big, bright and very enchanting!

Ji Chuyang grabbed the back of her hand, nodded, and kissed her again and again. Then, in front of everyone, he solemnly vowed, "Darling, I will definitely love you with all my heart!"

People in the audience started to cheer. Kiss one, kiss one …

Mo Yanxue kept her head down throughout the whole process. The redness on her beautiful and enchanting face never faded.

Ji Chuyang extended his slender fingers and gently lifted her sharp lower jaw. He then lightly kissed her crimson cheeks …

After Mo Xuehui witnessed the engagement ceremony, he left the site and returned to his room. After all, the rest of the time was for the youngsters.

As expected, once the elders left, the younger generation began to play freely. Some people even went on stage to perform bungee jumping, noodle dancing, etc … There was a series of screams from below the stage. It was very lively.

The scene had originally been filled with relaxed and joyful lyrics, but now, someone had switched to a heated rock and roll song. Men and women were singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was very high.

Long Qian Qian felt a little tired and wanted to go back to rest early. After all, she didn't like such a lively place. However, today was different. If she were to leave by herself, it would inevitably ruin everyone's mood. Meanwhile, Mo Eversnow was pulled to the side by a few youngsters. For example, he asked for advice on some issues that needed to be dealt with when doing business.

"Apologies, give way …" Amongst the crowd, there was a person dressed as a waiter. His face was very low and he had a few cups of water on a tray in his hands. Some were white, some were red.

Long Qian Qian was sitting and resting, so she didn't have anything to do. She just looked in that direction. It wasn't unusual for waiters to bring in wine, but what she found interesting was that these people continued to dance and have fun. How could they even care about drinking alcohol!

However, even if no one had a request, the waiters still had to do these things. Long Qian Qian didn't take it to heart either. Among the dancing crowd, someone whistled loudly, attracting many people's attention. Long Qian Qian was one of them.

She looked up and saw that the person who had whistled was a street dancer. In the strong rhythm of the music, the person began to dance Michael Jackson's classic dance, the Space Step, causing the people watching nearby to scream and scream.

Long Qian Qian couldn't help but give a thumbs up in her heart. Not bad.

No one noticed that the waiter was walking step by step towards where Long Qian was sitting. It was already strange that he had lowered his head so low. Furthermore, he was wearing a hat on his head. Black.

A waiter with a hat was not a surprise. However, she was the only one in the room wearing a hat. Moreover, the clothes were very big.

The atmosphere at the scene was very noisy. In addition to the fact that the sky had already dimmed down, everyone's attention was on the bride-to-be side. No one was paying attention to the waiters who were shuttling through the crowd.

Su Xiaoxiao stood in a corner and looked at the lively atmosphere. When her gaze shifted, it landed on Long Qian who was sitting there. Beside her was her friend, Miss Mo.