Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Mo Qingyan thought about it. She met Princess Kelly and looked like herself.

Princess Bessie should be her daughter? Thinking of Kelly and her attitude, she seems to hate her very much.

Is it because she looks like them that she is not happy.

So he asked the driver, "how can I attend the princess's ball?"

Such a grand dance, maybe I will never go. So she wanted to see it and try her luck.

The driver smiled. "It may be a little difficult."

It is impossible for civilians to be invited. So I can only tell her that I don't want to hurt her self-esteem.

The fierce night owl has just seen the picture of Princess Bessie, which is really similar to the girl. He is very curious and wants to have a look. Is it a photo effect, or does it really look like?

"Leave it to me and I'll take care of it for you."

Mo Qingyan's eyes are bright and his smile is sweet. She gathers the bitterness from the bottom of her heart, because she believes that Li Ting is definitely alive. He is not dead. They will meet soon.

"Thank you, owl."

The fierce night owl was actually uneasy. His Yingting face was tight. If she knew the truth, did she hate him and ignore him as before?

Thinking of this, his eyebrows wrinkled more and more tightly.

Mo Qingyan took the photo and looked at the photo of Li tingjue with her again and again. In the photo, his evil smile was really beautiful.

When she looked at it once, the smile on her face deepened.

"Jue, if you don't come to me, I'll come to you."

He has done too much for her. He can save her life. Why can't she.

This time, even if she has searched all the corners of the United States, she will find him.

The fierce night owl couldn't help but ask her, "have you ever wondered why my eldest brother came back? Instead of going back with you?"

She didn't think about it. She didn't think about anything at this time? What reason? What logic? It doesn't matter as long as he's alive.

"I believe him."

The fierce night owl had nothing to say and no longer poured cold water on her. It was not easy to ignite the hope of her life. If she was stimulated again, she couldn't think of it?

He doesn't care about it. He doesn't care about a dead man. She can think about it if she wants.

In the evening, Li owl took her to the Royal Hotel with the invitation Han bought at a high price. Mo Qingyan is wearing a white backless evening dress, which is made of white yarn, revealing her beautiful butterfly bone and curling her hair.

Wearing a lilac rose in her ear, she set off her little face as beautiful as a flower. There was the necklace her mother left her around her neck. She reached out and touched it.

Sweet smile, this is her lucky necklace, hoping to let her find her unique.

The fierce night owl was wearing a white handmade suit and walked handsome beside her.

The banquet hall is richly decorated. Everything has the aristocratic flavor of Huang family, either gold or silver. The whole hall was dazzling.

Mo Qingyan looked around with a glass of champagne. She wished she could see her unique.

The fierce night owl was telling her, "only the princess will attend today. The emperor's family is competing for the position of the heir. Princess Bessie heard that she would marry the dark night emperor in order to get the position of the heir."

Mo Qingyan thought of Li tingjue inexplicably when he heard the name. A month ago, he dressed up as his. I don't want to see him again today. Can't help but pull his lips, "you guess, is he wearing a mask or not today?"