Chapter 224

"Are you still angry with your father?" Wenlian asked.

"It's useless for him to say what I'm sure about."

"Are you really planning to marry Zhiwei?" Wenlian asked with some ambiguity.

"Of course! From the first moment I saw her, I decided to marry her. No matter how many difficulties I encounter, no matter how many people oppose me, I will definitely marry her!" Qiu Li said without hesitation.

A bit of bitterness appeared on the face of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, "If I had your determination, maybe things wouldn't have developed to this point."

"what happened?"

"I'm here this time... to send you an invitation. Xu Fangfei and I are getting married."

Looking at the invitation card on the table, Qiu Li suddenly realized that the person in front of him could be regarded as his rival in love. Although he married Xu Fangfei, he never forgot Jiang Zhiwei.

You know, he's not the real Yang Ziqing. For things like rivals in love, he must spare no effort to fight against them, so as to prevent the wildfire from burning out and the spring wind blowing again.

"Actually, Xu Fangfei is pretty good, at least she is sincere to you. If you really decide to marry her, just forget about Jiang Zhiwei, otherwise, you will really be irresponsible to the two women. Once married, as a husband, you should take on the responsibilities of a husband, treat Xu Fangfei well, don't hurt an innocent woman, and wait until the end to know who is truly treating you well."

A bit of bitterness appeared on the face of the Federation of Literature and Art, "It's all about the family's intentions. There is nothing real or fake."

Having said so much, whether the Federation of Literature and Art Circles can figure it out is his own business.

"By the way, can you do me a favor, please?"

"What's busy?" Wenlian asked suspiciously.

Qiu Li whispered a few words in Wenlian's ear, Wenlian pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Master Wen is going back?" the person guarding the door asked when he saw Literary Federation coming out.

Wenlian covered his nose, "You are too, look at what's inside, the smell is so bad, don't you know how to clean it up for him?"

The person at the door frowned, "No way?" Then he turned around and poked his probe inside. It was too late to speak, and he was stunned by a hand knife behind him, and he put down the arm covering his face. It was Qiu Li.

In this way, wearing the identity of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, he left Yang's mansion without any danger. After inquiring about Jiang Zhiwei's location, he rushed over immediately.

"Hey, why do you think my luck is so bad today? I don't believe that I can't even win."

"Today's Wei's luck is good enough, and she will have to treat her later."

"Yes, yes, tonight is your treat."

Jiang Zhiwei touched the cards with one hand, and took a puff of the cigarette with the other, "Okay, no problem, just order whatever you want."

"Look at this generous man, we're really being impolite." Several poker players booed.

"You don't need to pay for it, just go back to my place and eat." Mu Xu, who had been sitting behind Jiang Zhiwei, said.

"Look at how generous Young Master Mu is, we will sign Young Master Mu's contract later."

When Qiu Li arrived here, he happened to hear these words. Standing at the door, he couldn't help looking at Mu Xu. This person was the one who sent Ling Wei to his side. It stands to reason that he should thank him. But now, the two of them are rivals in love.

"Hey, Young Master Yang is here too? Is your old man willing to let you go out?" The poker player who was facing the door saw Qiu Li and said.

When Jiang Zhiwei heard this, she couldn't help turning to the door.

At that moment, Qiu Li heard the sound of his heart beating wildly, the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, the faint melancholy hidden between his brows, the blurred eyes that inadvertently glanced at him, he was calling a name from head to toe—— Jiang Zhiwei.

Jiang Zhiwei just glanced at it lightly, then turned around and continued to draw cards.

Mu Xu stood up and walked over, "Your father is willing to let you go out?"

"I escaped!"

Mu Xu raised his eyebrows, "You are so courageous."

"It's nothing brave or not, it's just what I want to do, and no one can stop it." Qiu Li said firmly.

The corner of Mu Xu's mouth curled into an unknown smile, but it made Qiu Li a bit vigilant.

After Jiang Zhiwei's death, he can do things for her, even if he chooses to give up and marry someone else in the process, this Mu Xu's thoughts should not be underestimated, his feelings for Jiang Zhiwei are probably no less than anyone else .

"I didn't expect Young Master Yang to have this backbone, but I heard that Ms. Liu will be here in two days."

Qiu Li smiled coldly, "You don't have to worry about it, Young Master Mu. I have nothing to do with Miss Liu. If Young Master Mu has time, you should take care of your own Miss Dong."

Mu Xu's expression darkened, he dragged Qiu Li to the door, and asked viciously, "What do you know?"

"I don't know much, I just know that you are going to be engaged to Miss Dong's family soon, but you have been hiding it from Weiwei. What do you think she will do when she finds out about this?"

"Let me tell you, even if it wasn't for me, she would never fall in love with you!"

"That's my problem. It's better for Young Master Mu to take care of himself." After Qiu Li said this, he walked into the room from Mu Xu's side.

(End of this chapter)

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