Qiao Mei hadn't forgotten about this matter, and she had already thought of a very suitable time.
But she and Ao Cang are still in a cold war, so of course she can't say anything to make him happy.
So he stubbornly replied, "I had thought about it before, but now I realize that there are still many conflicts between us, and I need to think about it some more."
After she finished speaking, she glanced deliberately at Ao Cang.
I thought I would see him stunned, but instead I saw his eyes redden and tears well up in them.
?
What's going on? Weren't those words a bit too much?!
Qiao Mei panicked and quickly pulled him up to a spare bedroom in the hotel. Frowning, she used a tissue to wipe away his tears: "Why are you crying? What I just said..."
Ao Cang turned his face away, refusing to let her wipe his tears, and continued to weep silently, his golden eyes brimming with sorrow that was almost overflowing.
"Does An'an think there's someone more suitable to marry than me?"
The young man's voice was hoarse, and the tip of his nose was red from crying.
Qiao Mei was heartbroken and, disregarding her previous cold war with Ao Cang, forcefully turned his face to meet his wet, golden eyes: "No, if I were to get married, it would only be to you. Believe me!"
"Really?" He sniffed, his large hand gripping Qiao Mei's slender waist tightly, the force of which made Qiao Mei uncomfortable.
But she had no mind to talk to Ao Cang about this now. Instead, she used a tissue to wipe his tears and nuzzled his nose against his: "Really, I would never lie to you about this. I actually..."
At this point, Qiao Mei became a little embarrassed.
She looked away, bit her lip, and told Ao Cang that she had already decided on the date for their engagement.
"But we're still in the Cold War, so I can't tell you. If you don't believe me, look at this."
The girl opened the memo app on her smartwatch and projected the dates and arrangements she had previously set into the air.
Ao Cang looked over and found that it was indeed true. Only then did he change his previous gloomy mood, rub his face against Qiao Mei, and, to her surprise, pull her into his arms, letting her wrap her legs around his waist.
Then, he whispered jealously in her ear, "I really didn't like that man showing you his body at the casino. Did you like it, An'an?"
Although the middle-aged man was strange, his exposed chest at the time was indeed well-endowed.
Ao Cang was unsure whether Qiao Mei would like it.
Qiao Mei had almost forgotten about this.
Now, when Ao Cang mentions it, all I can think of is that greasy man with his collar ripped open.
The chest looked fairly normal, but it was a bit too oily, like it was covered in a layer of lard.
The mere thought of it made her instinctively frown and feel nauseous.
"What do I like to watch? I like to watch you, what is that thing of his?"
The moment the truth was spoken, both of them were stunned.
Especially Ao Cang.
His ears were burning red, but he was still willing to start unbuttoning his shirt.
"After reading this, will An'an be calmer?"
The only time two people can be truly honest with each other is usually at night and in bed.
Qiao Mei didn't actually look at Ao Cang's chest muscles very often.
Now that he suddenly wants to give her benefits, she naturally refuses.
But if they didn't refuse, their already ridiculous cold war would completely come to an end.
If a similar dangerous situation arises again, Ao Cang will definitely not tell her again.
Thinking of this, Qiao Mei reluctantly refused him and took the initiative to button up his shirt for him.
"Forget it, just get dressed. The engagement party will still go ahead as planned, but before that, you have to promise me that if you do anything dangerous, you'll have to tell me first. Otherwise, if something happens to you on that day, I won't choose to live alone, no matter if I can live on my own!"
Ao Cang always believed that Qiao Mei's life was definitely more important than his.
But now, hearing her resolute and earnest words, he realized that he didn't actually know her that well.
At least in this matter.
He fell silent, then grasped Qiao Mei's hand as she continued to button her clothes, before unbuttoning them again. As he let large areas of skin touch the air, he made a decision in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I promise you, if a similar situation occurs again, I will definitely tell you first."
"So." His shirt didn't have many buttons, so they were easy to unbutton, and he had already unbuttoned them all by now.
The young man looked up at the girl who was staring blankly at him, and deliberately moved a little further away from her so that she could see him: "If you want to see, then look, but you have to promise that you can only look at mine, not at anyone else's, and you can't like anyone else's."
Ao Cang himself has the body of a dragon, and his body is naturally far superior to that of ordinary people in terms of luster and shape.
Looking at him now, Qiao Mei thinks he'd be more than capable of being a print model selling clothes; who could compare to him?
Besides, even if someone could compare to him, she wouldn't care.
Just looking wasn't enough; Qiao Mei also got her hands on the items.
The two came out of the house again twenty minutes later.
When Shang Duojin and Shu Qingqing noticed them coming out, they immediately went to check on their condition.
Upon comparison, the only difference between the two people before and after entering was their physical distance, which was somewhat disappointing.
Shu Qingqing clicked her tongue and whispered to Shang Duojin, "I thought we were going to see something exciting."
Shang Duojin was speechless: "Hey, you bad woman, I'm a man, for goodness' sake! Do you even consider me your best friend? How can you say such inappropriate things in front of me!"
"What? You're actually a man? Shouldn't you be a little boy?" Shu Qingqing deliberately feigned surprise.
He was furious but didn't know what to do, so he could only ignore her.
When Qiao Mei and the others arrived, Sun Tian had also woken up.
He did indeed know a lot about Wan Shishi.
They didn't even need to ask him; he just dropped a barrage of explosive news one after another.
Overall, this is roughly the situation—the current Wan Shishi is not the real Wan Shishi, but a fake Wan Shishi trying to steal Wan Shishi's identity. As for the real Wan Shishi, it's unknown where she has taken her.
As for why these neighbors left their original homes, it was because the matter needed to be kept secret, and they were given a lot of hush money.
“If I weren’t in such dire straits right now, I wouldn’t want to betray her, but there’s nothing I can do. That’s just how fate has arranged things.”
Qiao Mei frowned as she listened, and asked him in confusion, "Didn't Wan Shishi really try to ask someone for help? Was she really so willing to be replaced?"
"Oh right, I almost forgot about that. There's another thing. This original Wan Shishi is being very cooperative for some reason, as if the two of them had already agreed on it."
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