"Hey, what's the deal with that guy?" someone asked, noticing that Cui Shaoting was quite handsome.
Lu Qingyan lowered her head in disappointment: "When he pursued me, I didn't know he was already engaged."
The person who asked the question immediately turned red with anger. It turned out that this furious young man was no good person either, and he actually came over to criticize others.
Lu Qingyan looked at Nangong Ao, thought for a moment and said, "Nangong, you have helped me many times before, and I will pay you back the money I owe you soon."
Nangong Ao's face darkened: "Pay back? How can you pay it back? What can you do now? Are you going to use his money again?"
Lu Qingyan nodded in agreement. Yes, it was Cui Shaoting's money. But she wasn't spending it for nothing; she was working to pay off his debts.
To put it another way, it wasn't Lu Qingyan who spent Nangong Ao's money, but the original owner of the body. If the original owner wasn't ashamed, why should she be ashamed?
"Fine, you're very good!" Seeing that more and more people were gathering around, Nangong Ao couldn't bear to lose face, so he threw down these words and strode away.
Cui Shaoting naturally put his arm around Lu Qingyan: "Let's go, we're going to be late."
Lu Qingyan checked the time; it was almost ten o'clock.
"Your party is so late?"
"Is it late?" Cui Shaoting asked back, and before Lu Qingyan could speak, he replied, "It's because some people are really busy during the day, and we free people who are always available have to accommodate them."
If you, Cui Shaoting, are a free man, then there are no busy men in this world.
Lu Qingyan silently complained to herself.
However, what Cui Shaoting said wasn't entirely untrue; when they arrived, there were only a few people in twos and threes.
The blond-haired man even whistled at Cui Shaoting: "Hey, when did Young Master Cui get a beauty by his side?"
"I've been longing for this for so long, and now my wish has come true." A cold voice rang in my ears.
Lu Qingyan was dumbfounded: Is this the script?
"You're not with that—" The blond-haired man stopped mid-sentence, gesturing with his chin towards the smiling woman beside him.
Lu Qingyan turned around and looked at that person. His pointed face was so sharp it looked like it could poke a hole in the table, and his big eyes looked like they were about to pop out.
Is this... even human?
The blond-haired man's eyes twitched, and he explained, "She used to be somewhat attractive, but I don't know what evil she went through to get plastic surgery, and now she looks like this."
After sizing her up again and comparing her to Lu Qingyan, he said, "Her eyes aren't as bright and lively as this young lady's, and her skin is dark and yellowish—"
Cui Shaoting blocked the blond-haired man's view: "If you want to look, look at someone else, don't stare at my wife."
The blond-haired man clicked his tongue: "So precious? Then what happened back then..."
Lu Qingyan had already heard Cui Shaoting explain what had happened back then. Judging from the current situation, Huang Mao, who was supposed to be Cui Shaoting's good brother, still misunderstood him so deeply. One could imagine how frustrated he was.
Cui Shaoting casually recounted a story: "I remember meeting her when I was very young. Back then, she was a chubby, cheerful little girl. When we were playing house, I told her I wanted to marry her. Since then, I haven't been interested in anyone else. Now that I've finally found her, you big mouth, don't go around spouting nonsense and scaring her away."
Seeing Cui Shaoting's threatening gaze, the blond-haired man pretended to be angry and said, "Young Master Cui, do you think I'm the kind of person who stirs up trouble?"
Cui Shaoting sneered: "If it weren't for your big mouth, would the things that happened back then have spread so widely?"
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