Is this a public divorce?

God, Miss Mo, how can you bear such humiliation?

Sympathy or sarcasm all fell on Mo Zihan's body, making her feel painful and heartbroken, and she felt desperate. She wished to find a ground drill directly.

She never imagined that she had deliberately wanted to uncover Ye Qingli's true face today, but she ended up with such a result!

How did that happen?

She can't figure it out!

"It turns out that Yan King has never liked Miss Mo!"

"Yeah, he still thinks of Yan King's fiancee every day, yeah, I think it's shameless!"

"I don't know where that thick face is ..."

"Wow……"

After hearing these words, Mo Zihan couldn't help but finally cried out with a wow, quickly climbed up, turned his head and ran down the mountain.

Ye Qingli gave her a sympathetic look.

Alas, I do n’t have long eyes, I ca n’t blame others ...

Yan Fengqing had already come to her, and said with some regrets: "Sorry, this is the trouble I caused. I guarantee that this will not happen again in the future."

"Actually, I am in Fengyi City ..."

Ye Qingli felt it necessary to explain.

"No, you don't need to tell me anything."

Yan Feng stared at her eyes very affectionately.

"For your past, I don't care at all. No matter what you are, no matter how missed you are, no matter how missed you are, or beggars on the roadside, what I like is only you now.

Ye Qingli has a feeling of wanting to support her.

If you change to yourself before that guy, you might be impressed by what he said.

unfortunately……

Thinking of this, Ye Qingli felt even more unhappy in her heart.

The old lady missed how many flowers, and is ready to hang on your tree!

As a result, your tree is also broken!

*** Folded!

Yan Fengqing saw Ye Qingli's expression a little trance, he didn't care.

He believed that one day he could impress Ye Qingli with his sincerity.

As long as he is persistent, he is persistent.

By the way, it seems that Mo Zihan just said that she had a fiancé before?

It ’s better to inquire about this, and do n’t let this person come out to make trouble ...

The turmoil soon passed, and as people began to gather one after another, the banquet officially began.

However, Ye Qingli did not have much thought on the banquet.

Halfway through the banquet, she stood up and went out to ventilate.

The Minglang Pavilion is built on a mountain, with cliffs on both sides. One by one pine trees emerge from the mountain wall, and the opposite side is a waterfall like a silver dragon.

The scenery was magnificent and magnificent, and Qing Li was too lazy to go back to the dirty air, and stood on the edge of the cliff, enjoying the surrounding scenery.

"Hey, it's okay to come out and breathe often. Here, you will feel how wide the world is. In contrast, what a trivial emotional thing is just a fart!"

Ye Qingli was here with emotion.

Suddenly, he looked down and found that in the middle of the opposite cliff, a large stone protruded, and the water below the waterfall was alluvialized into a small platform.

On the platform, a man with a naked upper body was standing.

He just stood there, letting the water of the waterfall keep hitting him.