After An Qi got out of the car, he looked at A Han across from him and asked directly, "Wange, why is your bodyguard always wearing a mask?"
Wan Ge didn't answer him, nor did she pay him any attention. It seemed that coming out with him was already the limit, so there was no point in expecting her to talk to him.
"Wange, you don't need to be so hostile towards me. I'm not your father, and I won't treat you like that."
Wan Ge remained silent. Of course, he wouldn't act like the original owner's father now, but it was hard to say whether he would in the future.
Seeing that he still hadn't answered, An Qi's deep and gentle voice rang out: "Wange, whether you believe it or not, I fell in love with you the moment I first saw you. I can't quite put my finger on what's different about you, but I always felt that you were very different from other young ladies from noble families."
Isn't that different? When singing, you add oil and salt sparingly, but when cooking, you avoid adding oil if possible.
"Are you sure you like me? And that it's not because I'm different from others that you're interested in me?" Wan Ge looked at the person behind her and said each sentence very seriously.
"I'm very sure, you believe me," An Qi said earnestly, almost swearing an oath.
Wan Ge merely glanced at it indifferently without saying anything more, and showed no intention of turning back.
"Where are you going? Wan Ge, wait for me." An Qi quickly chased after her again.
As they passed a clothing store, An Qi stopped and looked at the beautiful clothes in the window: "Wange, why don't you try them on? I think they'll suit you."
"I'm not going," Wan Ge replied coldly again.
An Qi sighed helplessly. Why was his little bride unmoved no matter what he did?
Wan Ge, what should I do with you?
…
After shopping for half a day, Wange didn't buy anything. Anqi said he would buy her something, but Wange didn't say a word, as if she didn't like it.
In the end, regardless of whether he liked it or not, An Qi had all sorts of things ordered and sent to the calligrapher's family as gifts.
Gifts are given so casually, not to mention betrothal gifts.
Wan Ge felt she was about to find out what An Qi's identity was that allowed him to be so extravagant.
Ahan looked at the pile of gifts in front of her, her eyes darkened for a moment, and she had a feeling that she wanted to throw them all away.
Mr. Shu was quite happy. He could find out what had happened by sending his own spies or by waiting for Ahan to return and report back.
However, now Mr. Shu has ordered people to keep a closer eye on the person, and absolutely not allow Ge to run away the night before the wedding.
…
At midnight, Ahan appeared on the balcony of Wan Ge's room. Looking at the drunk Wan Ge, he didn't say a word, but simply bent down and picked her up.
At this moment, Wan Ge opened her eyes, but her eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment, as if she did not know what was going on.
Wan Ge reached out and placed her hand on his face: "Why is Ahan wearing a mask? I'd like to know too."
After saying that, he reached out and pulled down her mask, revealing Ahan's incomparably handsome face.
Anqi is very beautiful, but compared to Ahan at this moment, she is simply too much less attractive.
Akan is so beautiful, no wonder she always wears a mask.
"Ahan, how can you be so beautiful?"
Ahan was about to speak when her lips were sealed.
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