The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 687 This Ball Falls In The Wrong Place
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Saying it was too late, but also very quickly, She Jingtian instantly blocked in front of him, raised her arm then threw it firmly, instantly dropping the wedding balls onto the floor.
Seeing this scene, the countless girls on top of the building sighed deeply, all of them unwillingly stomping their feet on the spot, saying, Ye Wushuang finally realized that this wedding ball was not directed at her but directed at She Jingtian who was behind her.
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Right also, with She Jingtian's appearance among the crowd, it seemed that She Jingtian had already captivated the girls' hearts right?
Ye Wushuang looked up to assess She Jingtian who was grasping her hands tightly, She Jingtian retreated behind Ye Wushuang, looking at her with a deep and firm gaze of eyes: “Are you okay?”
Ye Wushuang was fixated, after a while Ye Wushuang only returned to focus and shook her head: “I'm fine, but you.” Ye Wushuang looked at She Jingtian's wide right shoulder, she said, there was a trace of worry in his eyes.
She Jingtian gazed towards Ye Wushuang's gaze, finding on her right shoulder it turned out that there was one fist-sized wedding ball made of red silk, She Jingtian furrowed her brows then took the ball, she Jingtian, staring at the name “An Yiqiu of the An” Family embroidered on it. After dodging so many balls, why did this one stop on his body instead? She Jingtian was upset and wanted to throw it away, but a woman exclaimed cheerfully from the top of the building: “It has been accepted, it has been accepted, she has already received. Yun’er, quickly get off and stop our Young Master candidate.”.
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The woman who said that was wearing a soft light green colored dress, a white flower pattern embroidered on her chest, making her look so slim and slender, that pretty face had elegance and beauty just like the Jiangnan woman, she said, her big black eyes looked agile and nimble, her charming red lips looked even more seductive.
The waiter named Yun’er who followed him nimbly replied: “Good Miss, I will immediately go to stop that Master.”
“Do you accept other people's wedding balls?” Ye Wushuang said timidly, there was a hint of bitter taste in her tone, not even Ye Wushuang herself was aware of it.
Whereas She Jingtian instead played the ball with one hand and said with an indifferent expression: “It wasn't me who received it, it was just that this ball fell in the wrong place.”
“Oh!” Ye Wushuang immediately agreed like a child, her face blushed, she did not know what to do next.
As She Jingtian turned around, the corner of her lips reviewed the triumphant smile, already like a child getting a reward.
This was the first time she held Ye Wushuang's hand so blatantly, it turned out that a woman's hand could be so soft and delicate, this kind of feeling really made her very eager to hold it for life.
She Jingtian was fixated on how she could think of a word for a lifetime.
“Young Master, Young Master, wait .. wait ..”
She Jingtian pulled Ye Wushuang's hand, as it was about to leave, a call full of anxiety sounded from behind, it made She Jingtian slightly surprised.
She Jingtian turned her head and smiled at Ye Wushuang as she said: “What is calling me?”
“No idea.”
“I am still unmarried but have been called like that, really very strange.” After she finished saying, She Jingtian smiled then turned around and stepped away.
This time, his robe was instead pulled by someone.
What attracted him was a little waiter aged 15 or 16 years, his body thin, his eyes round, his face looked very pleasant.
