Chapter 840 Why Should I Let Her Give It to You?

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All the guests found their dance partners, and there were all handsome men and beautiful women present. Everyone was very satisfied with the result.

In the bright crystal light, with the breeze blowing on her face, Jun Xiqing showed the long-lost daughter's smile, and she tugged on the red rope in her hand...

The people in front gradually dispersed. Jun Xiqing looked along her red rope and saw a figure as tall as jade standing at the other end.

Lu Yeming.

Lu Yeming held the red rope at the other end.

He and she drew a red rope.

Jun Xiqing's slender feathers suddenly trembled.

Lu Yeming looked at her, his deep eyes slowly rippled. He stood here, and she stood there, holding the destiny from Yue Lao's hair in her hand.

On the other side, Tang Moer looked at this scene and sighed softly.

"What's wrong?"

At this time, Gu Mohan came over, reached out and clasped her slender waist, and asked softly.

Tang Mo'er relaxed her body in Gu Mohan's arms and whispered, "You see, Ye Ming and Qing Qing are inescapable. They are such a perfect match, but Ye Ming is already married..."

Gu Mohan kissed her hair, whispered in her ear, "He and Dongfang Ruoli didn't get the certificate."

"What?" Tang Mo'er looked at Gu Mohan in shock.

Gu Mohan looked at her bright clear eyes, and then rubbed her hair lovingly, "Ye Ming still loves you. As he said, no one can replace you despite the beautiful times in the future. But you are right, the love he gave you was not pure, you were just something he ignorantly asked for when he was young, and it was the best thing he treasured in his heart. At that time, he may not have understood what love was. "

"There will definitely be a girl who will teach him what love is in the future. Love is not protection, love is lust and possession, love is wanting to rub the other person in one's arms. Love makes people drunk, crazy, and crazy. "

As he said this, Gu Mohan hugged Tang Moer tightly in his arms.

Tang Moer showed a sweet smile, "But since Ye Ming didn't get the certificate from Dongfang Ruoli, why should she be given the title of queen?"

"Don't you want to know who killed you three years ago?"

Tang Moer's heart skipped a beat. Who made that call three years ago? Who planned the car accident?

"Mo'er, the palace of Country A is not peaceful at all. There are ghosts inside. Why does Dongfang Ruoli look so similar to you? How did Ye Ming get lost more than twenty years ago? There is a dark power hidden behind it. As early as the twenty-sixth century, Ye Ming has been playing politics since years ago, and he has his mission and responsibility."

Tang Moer felt relieved now. She had never understood why Ye Ming wanted to marry Dongfang Ruoli, but now she probably understood.

Ye Ming always has his reasons for doing this.

Tang Mo'er held Gu Mohan's hand and walked to the stage again. She smiled and said, "Dear guests, have you all found your dance partners? Let's start dancing."

The melodious music sounded.

Jun Xiqing here was still tugging on the red rope in her hand, and the smile on her lips froze. She felt that God liked to joke with her.

After going around and around, I couldn't escape him.

At this time, Lu Yeming stepped forward and walked over step by step.

Jun Xiqing took a step back warily.

"Miss Jun." Mu Yanfeng came over at this time.

As if Jun Xiqing had found a savior, she looked at Mu Yanfeng with sparkling eyes, "Young Master Mu, where is your dance partner?"

"I just went out to answer a phone call. It seems I missed a very important link."

As she spoke, Mu Yanfeng looked at Lu Yeming who was approaching, "Hello, President Lu."

Lu Yeming nodded, "Young Master Mu."

Two equally handsome and tall men stood together and instantly became a beautiful scenery.

"President Lu, you and Miss Jun have drawn a red rope? Then I have a gracious request. Can President Lu give me the red rope in your hand and let me dance with Miss Jun?"

Lu Yeming looked at the hand rope in his hand, and the other end of the red rope was pulled into Jun Xiqing's soft little hand. He curled his thin lips calmly, and said slowly and frivolously, "Why should I Did she give it to you?”

Mu Yanfeng, the young master of the Mu family, immediately flashed sharp eyes, but smiled gently, "To be honest with President Lu, I am pursuing Miss Jun."

Jun Xiqing looked at Mu Yanfeng.

"President Lu is married. There are rumors in the outside world that President Lu and Queen Dongfang have a close relationship. Queen Dongfang has not given birth to an heir for you in the past three years. President Lu has no plans to marry another person. Even the president's daughter a few days ago I showed my love to you, but you refused.”

Lu Yeming looked at Mu Yanfeng, "It seems that Young Master Mu is very well informed."

"I don't dare to take it seriously. I wonder, can President Lu be as beautiful as an adult?"

Jun Xiqing was unwilling to dance with Lu Yeming, she would rather choose Mu Yanfeng.

So she looked at Lu Yeming expectantly, hoping that Lu Yeming would give up.

Lu Yeming's deep gaze slowly shifted from Mu Yanfeng's handsome face to Jun Xiqing's small face, and he spoke in an indifferent and magnetic voice, "Of course..."

Jun Xiqing was overjoyed.

"...No." Lu Yeming completed the sentence.

Jun Xiqing, "..."

"Miss Jun, can I invite you to dance?" Lu Yeming asked Jun Xiqing to dance in a gentlemanly manner.

Jun Xiqing dropped the red rope, of course, not allowed!

But before these three words were returned, her delicate white and soft little hand was directly held in the palm of Lu Yeming, and he pulled her and slid onto the dance floor.

…

In the dance floor.

Jun Xiqing shook off his big hand with all her strength, "President Lu, let me go."

Lu Yeming stretched out his big hand and clasped her soft waist, and pulled her directly into his arms, "Stop it, everyone is looking at you."

Sure enough, many eyes "swish" over.

Now she and Lu Yeming are both public figures, representing the image of the two countries, Jun Xiqing immediately stopped struggling.

Lu Yeming held her small hand with one big hand, and gently clasped her soft waist with the other big hand, and danced with her.

He was thin and radiant, and she was slender and bright. Both of them were of noble blood, received the most orthodox education and social dance guidance, and the two people's steps were very tacit, and her light blue long skirt was wrapped around his trousers, a charming posture.