The girl walking beside stopped.

Looking at him with a smile in his eyes, "Want to know?"

Zhao Qinlian pursed his lips and nodded: "En."

"It's okay to tell you, the person I like is a great hero, he guards our country. He is Jing Yanxiu, the young marshal of the Peking warlord."

When mentioning that person, there was a smile in Shen Wanqing's eyes.

Not the usual groaning smile, but a gentle smile.

Zhao Qinlian was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't recovered from that moment.

When he understood who Shen Wanqing was talking about Jing Yanxiu, Zhao Qinlian took a cold breath.

Jing Yanxiu, how could he have never heard of it.

This life is a legendary man.

Beiping is even the person in power in the six central and southern provinces and the three northeastern provinces. He is the youngest and most ruthless person in power in history.

This man is full of danger and hostility, but no matter who he didn't expect, this man actually protected the entire country and held up a sky for everyone.

Ten years ago, this man did something shocking.

He married a dead man as his wife.

The wedding was grand and magnificent.

If any woman could have experienced such a grand wedding, tears would have filled her eyes, and she was so moved that she didn't know what life and death are.

Regardless of the eyes of the world, he married that woman back home.

Ten years later, he did not continue.

Such a big man, rich and powerful, yet so affectionate, how could there be no women coming over to try to hook up with the powerful.

Even though they knew that the end of seducing him would be death without burial, those girls were still flying like moths to the flame, without hesitation.

Zhao Qinlian's lips moved, and he looked at Shen Wanqing with complicated eyes.

He finally said slowly: "You...you should give up...Jing Erye is very infatuated with his deceased wife. Over the years, many people have coveted his wife's position, but none of them succeeded. And those women who seduced him all fed the white tiger beside him, you..."

Zhao Qinlian tried to persuade Shen Wanqing to turn around.

In Zhao Qinlian's mind, Shen Wanqing was just fascinated by the rumored Second Master Jing.

After all, no woman in this country admires him.

Shen Wanqing interrupted Zhao Qinlian's long-planned words indifferently, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of death."

In a simple sentence, just block Zhao Qinlian to death.

Zhao Qinlian: "..."

——

In the box, the parents of the two families looked at each other, and each smiled awkwardly at each other.

The meal was mainly for the marriage of the two children.

As a result, the food has already been served, and the two protagonists haven't come yet.

Shen's mother and Zhao's mother were chatting pleasantly, suddenly the door was pushed open, and the waiter in the restaurant smiled respectfully at them.

Xiaoer said: "Miss Shen and Master Zhao are here."

How many of them have a meal, two people come together?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the girl and the young man walking in together. With the parental filter, I saw that they were a good match.

Shen Wanqing walked in, her eyes passed over Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, she lowered her gaze, and said hello to the four of them respectively.

"Father, mother, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao are good."

"Hey, good, good..." The four nodded with smiles.

Zhao Qinlian on the side also came back to his senses, the complexities in his eyes disappeared, Zhao Qinlian blinked those enchanting peach blossom eyes affectionately, and greeted the four of them with a light smile.

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