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Chapter 100

The scene was a bit depressing, and everyone looked different.

Not far away, Bo Qingyun's eyes locked here tightly.

His deep cold eyes were as thick as the night, and there was no temperature at all.

Seeing Xia Wanxin smiling and behaved well next to Ian.

That is true intimacy, and the look of eyes cannot deceive people.

His thin lips were pursed little by little, and his face became a little depressed inadvertently.

Xia Wanxin felt something when she was stared at by such a pair of eyes.

He turned his head and his eyes met him through the crowd.

It was just a subtle pause, and the next second she had already withdrawn her gaze, as if she had just glanced at him casually.

Xia Wanxin smiled, and her slender white wrist suddenly pulled Ian's arm.

She motioned for him to look aside: "Ian, this is Xu Changfeng."

Xu Changfeng stood there quietly, his temperament was the same as his name, giving people a feeling of coldness and sparseness as wind.

Ian was very interested and raised his eyebrows: "Wow, I've been hearing your name from her mouth, I'm glad to see you."

"My honor." Xu Changfeng's eyes were gentle and he stretched out his hand.

This time, Ian seemed to have learned it and held it back with him.

Even though the reason was just right, Luo Han'er was still in an embarrassing situation.

It was as if Prince Ian didn't like her very much.

Compared with the rumors that Ian came for her before, the situation is simply like a world.

The awkward atmosphere spread, and Xia Siyue hurried over with her skirt.

Her eyes were locked on Ian. No matter what angle, he was so handsome, tall and handsome, and his smile could melt people like the sun.

Why is such a noble prince related to Xia Wanxin? Why?

She stood there a few steps away, then smiled and said, "Xia Wanxin, I envy you so much. Look at how long you have been in the mall. Not only are you in good relationships with Brother Qingjun and Brother Changfeng, but even Prince Ian is willing to spend a billion for you just to make you smile."

Xia Siyue held her hair with sincere eyes: "Can you tell us, are there any skills? I also want to have so many 'friends' like you."

The word "friend" was bitten hard by her.

I spit it out of my mouth, and I always feel that there are a few more layers of meaning.

A woman, two men beside her, and now there is a third one.

Why, isn't it just a slutty or a wasteful person?

These men might have been deceived by her and played with their feelings.

If Prince Ian has a little brain, he should understand the hint and recognize her true face!

As Xia Siyue finished speaking, there were a lot of eyes watching the show.

Many people understand and just wait to watch the scene of men and women fighting.

Luo Han'er pulled Xia Siyue down, as if dissuading her: "Ms. Xia is her freedom to make friends. As an outsider, there is no reason to manage so much."

After she finished speaking, Ian suddenly looked at Xia Siyue.

His eye sockets are deep, and the lake blue eyes come with filters, as if they are hidden in deep affection.

Xia Siyue was instantly excited and her face turned a little red.

She held back her excitement, pulled her red lips little by little, and showed her smile she thought was the best.

Ian's thin lips curled, and there was joking and playfulness in his eyes.

The next second, his tone was light, but with a sharp edge that could not be ignored: "Her popularity has always been good. Why, what aspect are you not satisfied with her?"

Eyes that seem tender and watery.

It was covered with frost in an instant.

Like a sharp blade penetrated straight towards Xia Siyue.

Xia Siyue's face suddenly froze.

I didn't expect that he would protect Xia Wanxin like this.

She forced a smile: "Prince, I don't mean that-"

"Although I don't know much about the mall language, that's what I mean."
Chapter completed!
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