Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

She looked over excitedly and surprised: "Brother Shen, you, what did you just say? You, you really don't like her, right? You, you still remember our agreement, right?"

She was ecstatic, her heart pounding in her chest and her ears ringing.

I almost felt like I was sinking into a wonderful dream.

No, it's even better than a dream.

The smile on her face widened, the corners of her mouth curled up high, and she wished she could throw herself into Huo Yan's arms.

However, just as she took a step, she saw the tall and handsome man frown even more tightly and take a big step back.

Keeping a distance, Huo Yan looked at her with cold and repulsive eyes, and said in a cold voice, "I said, no."

"You are not allowed to cry."

He spoke these words in an extremely cold tone, which could be misunderstood as if they were full of affection.

Before Fan Wanqing could imagine more, he coldly added the rest, saying, "Today is my wife and I's big day. It's my wedding. I will never allow anyone to ruin it."

Fan Wanqing opened her eyes wide in shock, as if she heard the sound of her own heart breaking.

However, her beloved ignored it, and as if afraid that she hadn't been hurt enough, he added, "Miss Fan's crying has nothing to do with me. You shouldn't have come crying in front of me today."

He almost pointed at her nose and cursed her, saying coldly, "Miss Fan, you'd better mind your attitude, otherwise don't blame me for not welcoming guests like you."

After saying that, he turned around and left without even giving her a spare glance.

Fan Wanqing felt as if she had walked a long way barefoot in the snow and then had a basin of cold water poured over her head.

It made her feel extremely cold from head to toe.

“Brother Shen!”

She bit her lips, her voice trembled, her nose felt sore and she couldn't control her urge to cry.

Thinking of the man's look of disgust and rejection, she took a deep breath and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

Trying to squeeze out a smile, he said in a trembling voice: "I, I won't cry...Brother Shen, can you give me a minute and say a few words to me?"

As if afraid that he would not agree, she stepped on her high heels and ran to him quickly, blocking his way and looking up at her.

She is now as thin as a bamboo pole. It is hard to imagine that a human being can become so thin.

She was literally skin and bones, and the once beautiful girl looked a little scary.

When she ran in her high heels, it was really scary. People couldn't help but wonder if she would accidentally fall and fall to the ground.

However, she didn't care about anything and hurriedly stopped in front of Huo Yan, looking up at him longingly.

A few steps away, her breathing became a little rapid, as if the only person in the world was the person in front of her, and she pleaded humbly: "Just one minute. Brother Shen, promise me, okay?"

The dark and cold eyes fell on her, and Huo Yan felt a little irritated and impatient.

With the tip of his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, he was silent for a moment before finally speaking coldly, "If you have something to say, please say it quickly. I'm busy."

This is promised.

Fan Wanqing's eyes suddenly lit up surprisingly, and she smiled happily, like an innocent child: "I knew Brother Chen wouldn't really ignore me! Brother Chen wouldn't really hate me!"

As she spoke, she raised her skinny chicken claw-like hand with a look of trust and attachment on her face, as if she wanted to grab the hem of his clothes.

Huo Yan took a step back, frowning, and said coldly, "Speak nicely. You only have one minute, and you won't be waiting any longer."

This look of avoiding as much as possible made Fan Wanqing subconsciously stiffen.

Then she withdrew her hand nonchalantly, with a sweet smile on her lips, and said softly: "If Brother Shen doesn't like it, I won't do this. Brother Shen, don't be angry, I didn't mean it. As long as you are happy, I will listen to you. Okay?"

Huo Yan didn't respond, but asked coldly, "Do you really want to waste your time on these things?"

In his opinion, these were all meaningless conversations, which filled him with impatience.

Fan Wanqing seemed not to hear the hurtful meaning in his words, and the smile on her lips did not change.

She looked at him with full of obsession and bit her lip: “Brother Shen, you look really good in a white suit.”

The young man in her memory who was young, tall and somewhat immature, was just as cold and distant as he was when he grew up.

He prefers dark-colored clothing, and is as cold and arrogant as he is. He seems like an icy and heartless god, who only occasionally looks at the world indifferently.

She would rather he was truly without desires, and stayed high and mighty all his life, a god that she could only dream of but never reach.

Instead of being like this now, watching him fall into the mortal world and be contaminated by the seven emotions and six desires, but not for her.

And now, the god in her heart put on a white suit for other women, and his already handsome face seemed to have a more holy aura.

The cold temperament of the whole person was softened, and he looked even more handsome and compelling. Just one look at him would make people blush and their hearts beat faster, and they would fall for him unconsciously.

And what about her?

For this day, Fan Wanqing carefully prepared her dress and ordered it several months in advance.

However, she became thinner day by day, and the dress she was measured for was a size too big when it was delivered to her.

I feel ashamed in front of him.

The carefully crafted manicure sank into her palm, but she seemed to feel no pain. She asked with a silly smile, "Brother Chen, do you have to marry Ruan Xingchen? What's so good about her? Why can't I compare to her?"

She couldn't figure it out.

In terms of family background, Ruan Xingchen was born in a slum, his mother died early and his father did not love him.

She came from a wealthy family and was loved and cared for by everyone in her family.

In terms of academic qualifications, although Ruan Xingchen was admitted to a prestigious university, he dropped out midway and only started studying for a master's degree again this year.

Even though she was not particularly smart, she attended good schools and graduated successfully.

On appearance and figure...

She is also considered a beautiful beauty with countless suitors.

What's more, her brother Shen has never been a person who only cares about appearance.

She was unwilling to accept it, she was really unwilling to accept it!

Why would she lose?

"How can you compare to Madam?"

However, Huo Yan's tone was decisive.

His thin lips curled up in a mocking arc, and he did not hide his contempt. He said in a calm voice: "You are worthy of being compared with my wife?"

He wasn't being sarcastic, he really meant it.

Apart from uncontrollable factors such as family background, his wife is the best in the world.

No one can compare to her.

not to mention--

His black eyes swept over coldly, and he said in a cold voice: "It is my honor to be chosen by the Madam. If it weren't for the Madam, it wouldn't be anyone else."

He has never been an emotional person, and he will not be easily moved.

Many things and people in this world cannot cause the slightest ripple for him.