This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 85 Waiting for the appointment!

Yan Shiqi handed the suitcase to Sister Zhang. When she turned upstairs, Ms. Lian behind her was holding a tea cup and looking at her back, her eyes flashed, and she asked suddenly, "Wait, you married Qin Si Shao. How did you plan it?"

  Ms. Lian's questioning behind her made Yan Shiqi's move upstairs pause.

  She stood on the steps and turned around gracefully, “Maybe a few days later.”

  Yan Shiqi did not lie, this is indeed her current plan.

  Qin Baiyu's figure flashed in her mind, and a faint soft color rolled up in her quiet eyes.

Hearing this, Ms. Lian pressed the corners of her lips, venting her dissatisfaction, squinting at the Yan Shiqi at the top of the stairs, and said coldly: "It seems that you really didn't take my words at ease. You made up your mind to let the Yan family Become a joke!"

   "Mom, since it is my marriage, I think I have the right to be the master!"

"you……"

Yan Shiqi's clear eyes were a little bit cold, looking at Ms. Lian's angry look, smiled slightly, her eyes quietly, "Mom, instead of worrying about my marriage, it is better to continue talking with that daughter, after all...I Her marriage should be less important than her body."

  The words fell, in the face of Ms. Lian's panic and consternation, Yan Shiqi left a cold back and turned upstairs...

  This should be the first time she resolutely refutes Ms. Lian.

  She didn't want to know who Nun Nun was, but it was just a phone call, she had clearly seen Ms. Lian's unabashed concern and care.

  It was the most precious emotion she once regarded, and even the lady gave it to others lightly.

  What else can she say, what else can she say?

  Even when Yan Shiqi returned to the room and closed the door, she actually had a very absurd idea, is even the lady really her mother?

  Yan Shiqi sat on the balcony wicker chair, surrounded by complex emotions, the sky outside the window was bright as washing, a few rays of afternoon light poured on her cheeks, but she could not dissipate the sorrow in her eyes.

  A moment later, she took out her mobile phone to log on to Weibo, stopped for nearly a week, and the last photo was taken on the small balcony of the Milan villa.

  The number of comments has exceeded 10,000, and most of the hot comments in the front row are urging her to post as soon as possible.

  Tomorrow morning, she will have a magazine cover shooting job.

  Yan Shiqi found the official blog of IV Fashion Magazine. The top of the homepage is the preview of her collaboration for tomorrow's shooting.

  One minute later, Yan Shiqi posted his first Weibo post after the first fashion show.

  Yan Shiqi V: Repost Weibo//@IV时尚杂志V: Cover preview of this issue...

  Fans:...

  Seventeen’s cutie: Seventeen has finally been updated. Looking forward to the cover shooting tomorrow.

  The Qing Dynasty is dead: Supermodels post Weibo so cold, I like it. [Star Eyes]

  Manxi: Seventeen, fall in love? I even figured out the name of my son!

  UPUPUP: Are you the devil upstairs? Let go of seventeen and let me come!

  Old Alley of the Old City: Self-respect! @漫西

  Yan Shiqi flicked the comments for a few minutes, and turned off the phone quite tired.

  Perhaps she is in a bad mood, she is a little uninterested.

   got up and went back to the room, took out the notice details sheet from the bag, and once again noticed the information about the Song family dinner.

  How much meditation, she hesitated to discuss with Cheng Yenan, and turned down the day after tomorrow's banquet on the grounds of physical discomfort.

  At this time, an unexpected text message was dropped into the mailbox.

  Sender, Song Qiyu.

   "Miss Yan, the day after tomorrow's dinner, waiting for the appointment."

  Yan Shiqi saw this news and was stunned for ten seconds.

  Thinking about it before connecting the clues together, is it Song Qiyu who specially invited her to attend the Song family dinner?

  While she was shocked, she was secretly wondering how to reply to the other party, and Song Qiyu’s phone number had already come in...

  What's inside, if nothing else, there will be an increase tomorrow during the day. About ~~ before four o'clock in the afternoon...

  (End of this chapter)