After finishing our work, everyone suggested finding a place to have a meal together.
“I have something to say,” Song Qiaoqiao suddenly stood up.
Everyone was startled.
"Just say what you want to say, why are you making such a fuss?" Qian Meiqi rolled her eyes at her disdainfully.
"Because this decision will affect the rest of my life." Song Qiaoqiao said with a serious expression.
"That serious?" Wang Xia's eyes widened. "Then tell me quickly."
"I want to pursue Brother Ya."
"Cough cough..." Everyone choked on their own saliva.
"Hey Song," Qian Meiqi stood up and touched Song Qiaoqiao's forehead, "you only danced with her for one night, and you're already thinking about it? You don't even have a fever."
“Yes, didn’t Qiaoqiao say that the Wu family would be forming a marriage alliance with the Shen family in the capital? Then what about Shen Lin…” Wang Xia also worried.
“I asked, and Brother Ya said he wouldn’t arrange a marriage.” Song Qiaoqiao said with a smug look on her face. “The Wu family did start talking about arranging a marriage, but now they say they will respect his personal opinion.”
"Does he like you?" Le Yao asked.
"Alan, don't be upset about what I'm saying. The Duke didn't like you back then, did he? But look at you now, aren't you two still happily together?"
Le Yao opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say that the Duke had never liked the original Han Binglan, but liked her, the upgraded version, but in the end she didn't say it, because she couldn't explain it.
"Actually, it's not impossible." Qiao Qiao smiled. "After all, the Song family is not bad, and our Qiao Qiao is quite outstanding. I think she's a good match for Wu Ya."
"Mr. Qiao, thank you." Song Qiaoqiao went over and gave Qiaoqiao a big hug.
"Don't get too excited. I'm just saying it's possible, but she's not Nangong Jue, and you're not Alan, so you should be prepared to be rejected."
"It's okay, I'll give myself two years. If he still doesn't like me after two years, then I won't like him either." Song Qiaoqiao tilted her head proudly. "I've thought it through. After I graduate next year, I'll apply for a job as his assistant. Then I'll be able to see him from a distance."
Everyone gave a thumbs up: That's bold.
After the party, Cui Peng prepared to rush back to Beichuan overnight because he simply couldn't stay any longer; he was despised by almost everyone.
However, there were no flights to Beichuan that night, and the earliest flight was at 8 a.m. the next day, so they had no choice but to stay another night.
Wang Xin looked at Cui Peng and couldn't help but shake his head. This was a typical case of a family that squandered a good hand. If they had treated Madam Nangong better, the Cui family wouldn't be in this state now.
Unfortunately, he was just an outsider and couldn't say anything.
Cui Peng tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, so he got up and left the room.
Wang Xin sighed, turned over, and went to sleep.
At a bar near the hotel.
Cui Peng sat down at the bar and ordered a cocktail.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Suddenly someone walked over and sat down next to him.
"Who are you?" Cui Peng turned to look at the other person. It was an ordinary face, but he was certain that he had never seen this man before.
"Who I am is not important. What is important is that I know you hate Nangong Jue and Han Binglan a lot right now, or you could say that you hate that niece the most right now, right?" The man curled the corner of his mouth.
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