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"Go away!" Su Man pushed him away. "Don't disturb me while I'm doing my work." She raised her eyes angrily, but saw Shui Lan'er standing at the door without knowing when, and a foreign man was following her.

Yan Feixi also saw them and greeted them. "Lan'er, Dayuan."

Shui Lan'er smiled softly. She had been standing at the door for a while. This was the first time she saw Yan Feixi being humiliated, and of course it was also the first time she saw Yan Feixi being so shameless.

But she won't feel bad... Shui Lan'er glanced at the man next to her with happiness in her eyes.

"Why are you here?" Yan Feixi walked forward.

"I'm here to invite you to my wedding. Dayuan and I are getting married the day after tomorrow." Shui Lan'er looked at Su Man'er and invited sincerely, "Miss Su, are you willing to come to my wedding?"

Su Man'er was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that Shui Lan'er would get married just one month after their last meeting in the teahouse. She

looked at the foreign man. He had a dark complexion and a plain and ordinary appearance, but the look he gave Shui Lan'er was full of love and affection.

It would be a blessing to marry such a man. Su Man'er couldn't help but envy Shui Lan'er, and a sincere smile rose on her face.

"Congratulations, I'm honored to attend your wedding."

Hearing her say this, Shui Lan'er's eyes lit up and she smiled happily. "Thank you."

Yan Feixi pounded Dayuan's shoulder hard and said with a smile, "Congratulations, you've got the beauty."

Dayuan smiled and said nothing, but the joy on his face could not be hidden.

Shui Lan'er glanced at Yan Feixi, and when she was about to say something, she saw the sachet he had pinned to his waist. "Hey, this sachet is so pretty."

The emerald green sachet was made of brocade and embroidered with gorgeous golden patterns. It looked elegant and unique. She couldn't help but wonder, "Who gave this sachet?" Although she asked this question, she knew that Yan Feixi was not someone who would wear a sachet casually. It must have been given by someone he loved, so he would wear it specially.

Shui Lan'er looked at Su Man'er with doubts in her eyes. No matter how she looked at it, she didn't think Su Man'er would give a sachet to Yan Feixi!

Yan Feixi touched the sachet lovingly, smiling without saying a word, but her tea eyes also looked at Su Man'er. The answer was obvious.

Su Man'er frowned, thinking that their eyes were very strange.

Shui Lan'er couldn't help but speak, "Miss Su, do you know the meaning of giving a sachet?" Meaning

? Su Man'er smiled.

Seeing Su Man'er like this, Shui Lan'er knew that she didn't understand. She coughed lightly to hide her smile, pretending not to notice Yan Feixi's warning, and said maliciously, "In our Northeast, giving a man a sachet means that you like him and are willing to marry him, and you are waiting for him to come and marry you." Then she pointed at the sachet on Dayuan's belt - it was given by her.

What? !

Su Man opened her eyes wide and walked quickly towards Yan Feixi to take back the sachet on his waist. "Give it back to me!"

"No!" Yan Feixi dodged, took the sachet and hid it in his arms. "You gave it to me!"

"What do you mean I gave it to you!" Su Manfei was furious. He could even say such nonsense. "You obviously stole it!" Oh my god, she was going to give the sachet to the red-haired man at that time... Su Manfei was completely embarrassed.

She had no idea that sachets had other meanings in the Northeast. If she knew, she would never give it to anyone, let alone let him take it away!

"Yan Feixi, give the sachet back to me!" Regardless of the fact that there were people around, and the rules of ignoring him and treating him coldly - even if her coldness had no effect on his shamelessness - in short, Su Manfei forgot everything, and now she just wanted to snatch the sachet back.

"No, you gave it to me, so it's mine!" He argued.

"I didn't give it to you at all! Come on!" Su Manfei chased him.

"No matter what, it's mine if it's on me." He let her chase him, his handsome face full of arrogant smiles, especially seeing that she was angry with him, Yan Feixi was completely satisfied.

"Or let me kiss you." He pointed at his mouth, like a gangster. "I'll consider whether to return the sachet to you."

Su Man's answer was to raise her leg and kick hard.

"Oh——"

This time, the kick did not hit the shin bone, but someone's crotch...

[Chapter 8]

In the end, Su Man still did not get the sachet back, because a man who was "hit hard" cried with a sad face and cried out in grievance and pity.

"You hurt me so badly, isn't it too much to take a sachet from you as compensation?"

Can you say that?

But Su Man also heard that men's "there" is very fragile, and she kicked so hard that he seemed to be really in pain.

Even though she felt that Yan Feixi deserved it, Su Man still felt a little guilty in her heart, and finally did not take the sachet back.

Anyway, she was not from the Northeast, and the sachet was taken away by him, not given to him by her, so the meaning of the sachet did not count at all - Su Man told herself so, so she turned a blind eye to the sachet that Yan Feixi pinned on his belt.

Yan Feixi didn't care what Su Man's thought, as long as she didn't take the sachet away - although her kick was really fierce, he still felt scared when he thought about it.

But he liked her even though she was so fierce.

Touching the sachet between his belt, Yan Feixi curled his lips, not interested in the Nanyi girl dancing around the bonfire in front of him, and stared at the girl he liked.