Knowing that Gu Anhui has not been punished by law, Zhao Siqing is naturally disappointed.
After all, the damage she caused to herself is irreparable. Moreover, Gu Anhui never thinks that she is wrong.
Huo Jingchen held her in his arms and whispered, "don't worry, we are trying to find a way."
"Good." Zhao Siqing smiled at him, but he didn't care.
She always believed in the world's cause and effect cycle, good and evil, but sometimes it was a little difficult, and that justice came later.
*One week later, Hilton Hotel.
The hotel is full of bright lights, pink and white roses and luminous road guides, beautiful as fairyland.
The make-up artist is making the hair for Zhao Siqing. Nalan Yanran and Xie Yumian are sitting on the sofa beside and chatting.
Zhao Siqing looks at himself in the mirror, but he is a little nervous.
Although it's just an engagement dinner party, all the people present are celebrities and dignitaries.
Before that, she never thought that she would spend her whole life together with a person, but now, is she going to start preparing for it.
"Miss Zhao, it's OK." The makeup artist spoke softly.
"Thank you." Zhao Siqing smiled with her and thanked her warmly.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Nalan glanced at it and got up to open it.
Lu Qian appears in front of the door in a black shirt and trousers. There is still a black ear stud on one side of his ear, with a touch of gloom between his eyebrows.
Seeing him, Nalan was stunned for a few seconds.
"Is Qing Qing there?" Lu Qian opens his mouth quietly, but his eyes have leaped over Zhao Siqing, who is behind her.
Nalan Yanran turns aside, takes a look at Zhao Siqing, and goes out first with Xie Yumian and the makeup artist.
Zhao Siqing didn't expect Lu Qian to come either. He got up slowly and looked at him as if he were a different life.
Lu Qian looked at the cold and delicate woman in front of him, and his heart was full of unspeakable bitterness Do you really want to marry him? "
Zhao Siqing didn't expect that he would ask such a question. Before he could open his mouth, he saw Lu Qian open his mouth again: "shall I take you away?"
Zhao Siqing could see that he was in a hurry. He shook his head and said softly, "I won't leave. I want to marry him."
Although she still has a lot of confusion and fear, she at least understands her own mind.
Lu Qian's eyes gradually darkened, but he still squeezed out a kind of ugly smile: "I didn't know the news before, so I didn't have time to prepare a gift for you. "
Zhao Siqing smiled at him, and Wen said, "is uncle Lu cured?"
"Yes." Lu Qian gave a faint reply.
She wore a long silver white dress, which was fresh, simple and elegant, but also a little cold and sexy, and beautiful.
Lu Qian's hand slowly curled up.
After a while, he let go of his hand again, and looked at Zhao Siqing with a wry smile. "When I came, I thought, if you don't love him, I will take you away even if I try my best."
Zhao Siqing was in a trance. He looked at him for a long time in silence and said softly, "I know he did a lot of wrong things, but I still inevitably like him."
Love is like this, it makes people blind.
Sometimes I even forget what he looks like.
Lu Qian chuckled. His eyes were moist. He said softly, "you just like it. I'm just afraid you're not willing. Now that I know you are willing, I have nothing to worry about. "