Chapter 3890

Zhuang Huaisen burst out laughing, cupped his hands to Min Zhixing, and picked up which pot he would not open: "Thank you, Patriarch Min, for giving up your love, such a precious thing really suits my little girl, hahaha."

Min Zhixing forced out a smiling face that was uglier than crying, he turned his head and gave Qin Wuyan a hard look...

Qin Wuyan turned a blind eye.

Before giving the pearl hairpin to Zhuang Xiaoyu, he had thought about all Min Zhihang's reactions, and even thought about the possibility that Min Zhihang would drive him out of the Min Mansion.

It's not that he hasn't struggled in his heart, but when he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu, and when Zhuang Xiaoyu stood in front of him and called him "Ayan", all of this seemed to be unimportant.

For all the anger of Minzhixing, he is willing to bear it, and he can bear it!

Today's Qin Wuyan is no longer the Qin Wuyan who only returned to Yuan Quchuchu to make deals with Min Zhixing. As long as Min Zhixing dares to make trouble, he is not easy to provoke.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was originally his first wife, so why would she want to leave it to Min Rui's sick child, not to mention, Xiaoyu originally liked him, otherwise, it would be impossible to reconcile with Min Rui so quickly.

The award ceremony was long and boring. Qin Wuyan's eyes fell through the layers of barriers and fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu all the time.

The two lines of sight seemed to be on fire, wishing to light Zhuang Xiaoyu on fire.

Zhuang Xiaoyu stood behind Zhuang Huaisen, accepting the scrutiny of everyone's eyes, never making mistakes, staring straight ahead, occasionally, when it was really unbearable, the eyeballs pretended to turn away quietly inadvertently, and landed on the Qin Wuyan's body.

It's just that whenever she looks at Qin Wuyan, she can meet his gaze.

Even, every time she looked at Qin Wuyan, Qin Wuyan would give her a warm and doting smile back.

Although she is not a person who can read words and expressions, she can also feel the obsession and nostalgia for her in his eyes.

Ever since Qin Wuyan put this pearl hairpin on her hair in public, Zhuang Xiaoyu's face has always been red and hot like a fire.

Fortunately, she was covered with a veil, so it would not be too embarrassing.

The occasional eye contact between the two did not escape the attention of everyone, not to mention Min Huizhu, Min Huixian and the bunch of prostitutes in the Min Mansion who were ready to move.

The way a woman looks at a man may not be accurate, but the way a woman looks at a rival in love is absolutely accurate.

After an unknown amount of time, the awards ceremony was finally over, and everyone left the stands one by one.

Zhuang Huaisen seemed to be afraid that Zhuang Xiaoyu would have too much contact with Qin Wuyan, so he got off the stand, and the luxuriously equipped carriage from the priest's residence arrived in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Xia Changke stood in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu respectfully: "Miss, there are too many people today, the high priest is extremely concerned about your safety, miss, and ordered me to watch you board the carriage with my own eyes, and personally send you back to the priest's mansion."

In short, your father ordered me to monitor you, you have to go back if you come back, or go back if you don't go back, don't think about running around, let alone meeting Qin Wuyan in private.

Zhuang Xiaoyu had no choice, but with Yu Sui's support, she twisted her skirt and boarded the carriage.

As soon as I got into the car, I heard someone shouting: "Miss Zhuang, Miss Zhuang, please stay."

Seeing this, Xia Changke drew out the guard sword in his hand, "Who is here?"

Seeing that the other party was wearing just a servant's robe, he frowned.

Guards are not allowed to use force against ordinary people under normal circumstances.

When Zhuang Xiaoyu heard someone calling her, she quickly lifted the curtain of the car, and said to Xia Changke, "Don't stop people, let him come and talk."

Xia Changke refused: "Miss, there are mixed fish and dragons outside..."