Turning around quietly and complacently, he raised eyebrows at Qin Lan.

"Yes, I attended Ye Dashao's wedding banquet last September!"

Yang Qixue looked at her with doubtful and sarcastic eyes at other people instantly, as if she had changed from a victim to a junior, so she quickly picked up her mother, bowed her head and left quickly.

The crowd gradually dispersed and gazed quietly at the back of the first two strolling away, feeling very depressed and depressed.

She went to her mother's house and after dinner, Ye Beicheng took her back.

She didn't tell him what happened today. She just kept up with him and said something happy....