Chapter 627 Engagement Invitation
"Really? I will definitely go."
The two chatted for a while, and Ouna left when she found that Ou Feng was normal.
The next second after Ouna walked out of the door, Ou Feng's eyes instantly turned cold, and she stared at the books and continued studying.
…
It was already noon the next day when Qiao Qingci woke up. She had slept for 20 hours and felt refreshed. She went downstairs and saw Qiao Yunxi sitting on the sofa in a daze, holding a booklet in his hand.
"Third brother, what are you looking at?"
Qiao Qingci was sitting next to Qiao Yunxi and he subconsciously wanted to put the booklet away, but Qiao Qingci had already seen it.
It's the engagement invitation of Ouna and Mo Yanchu.
Qiao Qingci's expression remained normal, but his heart ached slightly.
"Let's tie Mo Yanchu up and bring him here. You are so powerful, maybe you can help him recover his memory!" said Qiao Yunxi.
Qiao Qingci said in a low voice: "It's difficult for us to see Mo Yanchu now."
"You're right, there are countless guards everywhere here... It would be great if he could come out to see us." Qiao Yunxi sighed.
He came out to meet them?
Maybe this is a good idea.
But in Mo Yanchu's memory, they were just unimportant passers-by. Why should he come out to meet them?
"Perhaps the Prime Minister's wife would be willing to help us?" A light bulb suddenly lit up in Qiao Yunxi's head.
Qiao Qingci nodded and sent a message to the Prime Minister's wife. They had already added each other's contact information a few days ago.
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Oona's house.
Oona ate her meal elegantly while looking at the man opposite her. The man was bathed in the midday sun, looking extraordinarily handsome, and exuding the aura of a century-old aristocrat.
If there is such a thing as a prince in China, then Mo Yanchu is definitely the first prince.
"My dear, I've kept you busy with your engagement these past few days. You've worked really hard." Ouna looked at Mo Yanchu with tenderness.
"It's for our marriage, so how can it be hard or not?" Mo Yanchu had a faint smile on his cold face.
Oona's heart moved slightly.
She had no love for Mo Yanchu and married him only for power, but she had to admit that the man's appearance was something she had never seen in Country A.
After dinner, the two sat on the sofa. Ouna's hand stroked the man's waist and her face slowly moved closer to the man's face.
They had never kissed in all the time they had been together.
Oona walked forward for a while and then stopped. Any man would have understood her hint, but the little man didn't react. Instead, he asked with a hint of confusion, "What's wrong? There's nothing on your face?"
A rare blush appeared on Oona's face.
Can this man really not see it or is he doing it on purpose?
Being suspicious by nature, she even suspected that Mo Yanchu's memory had not been transferred at all, and he was just playing a game with her?
Otherwise, how could Mo Yanchu hold back in the face of such a beautiful and passionate woman?
Oona said gently and shyly, "It seems like you haven't kissed me in these days."
"I always think that this kind of thing is better done after marriage." Mo Yanchu said seriously.
Oona was choked.
Could it be that this was the situation when Mo Yanchu and Qiao Qingci were together?
She was a little bit unconvinced, but looking at Mo Yanchu's gentle and focused eyes, she felt a little confused. Could it be that there really was such a pure-hearted man in this world?
But Oona wouldn't allow it.
No matter whether Mo Yanchu was a gentleman before, since they are together, she must get Mo Yanchu.
She also wanted to test whether Mo Yanchu was pretending to have amnesia and that was why he didn't kiss her.
"But I don't care about these. We are a couple, so of course we have to do what couples do. You don't dislike me, do you?" Ouna looked at Mo Yanchu with some grievance.
"How could I not like you? I've been busy for you these days." Mo Yanchu hurried to comfort.
"I'll only believe it if you kiss me."
Ouna leaned forward, and the two were just about to kiss. She pretended to be coquettish, but her eyes were observing Mo Yanchu.
Mo Yanchu's black eyes were as deep as the sea, without any emotion visible.
Oona's face gradually darkened.
If Mo Yanchu was really pretending to have lost his memory...
The next second, Mo Yanchu slowly came closer, and Ouna's doubts disappeared instantly.
She knew that she had made all the necessary preparations, so how could Mo Yanchu not have lost his memory?
She waited for the man's kiss, and their lips were just a little bit away from kissing.
"Your Highness, the Prime Minister's wife wants Mo Yanchu to come over."
At this moment, someone suddenly came in to report.
Ouna's face suddenly darkened: "What does my aunt want Mo Yanchu to do?"
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