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Situ lingkuang put his hands in his pocket and looked at her with low eyes. He hooked his lips.

"Why can't I be here? Even if Li Ting absolutely wants to kill me, my situ lingkuang is not so easy to die."

Before, he was badly punished by Li tingjue. He lost a lot, and his power was not as good as before. But he's not down yet. He's still crazy.

Mo Qingyan clenched the bag in his hand, "well, I know you're not dead."

She bypassed him and headed for the hot pot shop.

Situ lingkuang was a little angry. The girl treated him like air, so she called him.

"Xiao Yan, I came to see you."

Thinking that she will marry Li tingjue tomorrow, he really has the impulse to take her away.

Mo Qingyan stopped. "You've seen it now. You can go."

Situ Ling felt a sudden pain in his crazy heart, and a sad arc was drawn from the corner of his mouth.

"You are still so heartless."

God teased him. She is his world, but she doesn't know his existence. It's really hurtful enough.

Mo Qingyan turned his head, "because I have someone I love. If I have feelings for everyone, then I'm a bad woman."

Situ lingkuang knew what she meant. He turned and followed.

"I didn't mean anything else. I just came to your wedding with him."

Mo Qingyan stared at him with big eyes and had a feeling of disbelief.

"You're not here to make trouble, are you?"

Based on her knowledge of situ lingkuang, this guy may have come to make trouble. So she still didn't want him to come to her wedding, not at all.

Situ lingkuang walked side by side with her, "I want to, but... Will you come with me?"

Mo Qingyan frowned, "I won't, so don't waste your energy."

The two have entered the hot pot restaurant, and the fierce night owl waved to Mo Qingyan.

"This way."

Situ lingkuang saw a handsome man, his face darkened a few degrees, and he said coldly.

"How many suitors are you?"

The bottom of my heart was a little upset. Mo Qingyan ignored him. "I'm going to have dinner. You're free. Remember not to destroy my wedding, or I'll kill you."

She compared a shooting hand to him, and then walked towards the fierce owl.

Situ Ling was very upset when he saw that she had left. He followed her and sat next to Mo Qingyan.

"Now that it's time for dinner, let's eat together."

He said impolitely and looked straight at the fierce night owl.

Mo Qingyan twisted his eyebrows and stared at him, "Hey, he invited me to dinner. He didn't invite you. Go away."

Situ Ling wildly called the waiter, "add another bowl and chopsticks."

Then he picked up his chopsticks, cooked his own food, and ate it without politeness.

Mo Qingyan stared at her, but there was no way. This guy was thick skinned.

"Little owl, just think he's air."

The fierce night owl naturally sees the clue. He is the girl's suitor, and he has extraordinary bearing. He is also a powerful role.

He gave Mo Qingyan food, "eat quickly, I don't mind."

Mo Qingyan picked up her chopsticks and ate. She took a sip of juice and felt very comfortable. But the next second, situ Ling was robbed and drank.

"Hey, that's what I drank."

Situ Ling sneered, "I still want to kiss you. What's your drink?"

What he said was justified. The fierce owl's face changed. The man thought a little more.

Mo Qingjie kicked him under the table, "pay attention to what you say to me."