Sweet Beloved Reborn

“Welcome on the verge.”

As soon as Qinghuan entered the shop, she received a warm welcome from Sis Yan. Although she wore a pair of sunglasses and a scarf covering half of her face, her pale coat was a new winter model with high heels boots.

“Hello, what do you need?”

“Hello, I’ll get something,” Qinghuan looked at the little sister and handed her a reservation card.

“Alright, please wait,” Sis Yan swiped the reservation card on the device. Her husband showed Qinghuan’s pre-ordered item information and her smile darkened.

“Yes,” Qinghuan nodded and walked to the counter. She booked it with Shen Yue’s name. On the other side, Sis Qianqian called the lobby manager inside.

Qinghuan booked a emerald bracelet, a moon pendant, and a small butterfly.

The first two were gifts for Little Yangtao and Grandmother Yang. The bead was given by Qinghuan to Grandmother Yang, which was set last year. Coincidentally, the trash left together.

As she waited, Qinghuan saw a pair of golden buttons in the buns next to her, which were charming dragons. The long and narrow eyes were glowing with a purple glow, which attracted people to the past.

She felt that this pair of buttons suited Xu Ningzhou very well.

“Hello,” Qinghuan cleared Ming You and said to Sis Yan, “Please wrap them up.”

“Alright,” Sis Yan liked a client like Qinghuan who had a lot of money and few words. She didn’t hesitate to buy it right away.

“Ming Xin, pay attention to your feet.”

Apart from the big store on the first floor, there were two other floors. Next to the balcony was the stairs to the second floor. Qinghuan was standing on the side of the sink, and when she heard the man’s voice, she felt a little familiar.

She raised her head and looked up. Her eyes behind the mirror widened in disbelief when she saw the woman walking down.

The man’s body was long and he wore a pair of framed eyes. His short hair was polished and polished. From the looks of it, his skin was clean and he had a faint scholarly aura.

At this moment, Wen Bo smiled gently and held onto the woman’s waist. He was afraid that someone would fall.

“Mhm,” the woman who was carefully protected by the man said with a faint frown. She remained calm and slowly stepped on the stairs.

The man and woman were familiar with each other. Qinghuan’s eyes fell on each other’s legs. Perhaps it was just cured when Xiao Mingyue’s legs trembled slightly when they were on the stairs.

She actually stood up.

As for the man beside Xiao Mingyue, Qinghuan had already remembered the other person’s related phantom, Wen Bo, the man on the ship who wanted to kill Yao 4 because of the incident with Kafa. He was also a loyal admirer beside Yan Yue.

Qinghuan raised her eyebrows and took her card. She sat on the foot of the counter with her hands supporting her jaw. Her fingertips frowned softly and she looked at Xiao Mingyue and Wen Bo through the mirror on the counter.

The two of them were obviously here to buy jewellery too. No, to be precise, Wen Bo bought a set of jewellery for her to please Xiao Mingyue. If Qinghuan understood something, would it be like they were together?

However, the next second, Xiao Mingyue suddenly got a jerk under her feet and her whole son fell over. Qinghuan’s eyes fell on her heels.

After a long period of treatment, she finally stood up again. She could understand Xiao Mingyue’s beautiful mood, but her legs couldn’t bear the weight of her body. At this time, she still wore high heels and fell down.

Xiao Mingyue couldn’t know.

Suddenly, Wen Bo almost stopped her in the blink of an eye to avoid Xiao Mingyue falling.

“Yueyue,” Wen Bo carried her directly with a princess and walked towards the reception area. He carefully put Xiao Mingyue on the sofa and massaged her legs in front of her. “I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I didn’t pay attention and almost hurt you.”

Xiao Mingyue, who was sitting on the sofa, clenched her lower lip in sorrow. Her round and clear eyes were filled with a hazy mist, and her tender and clear eyes were matched with her white teeth. She was already cute, especially when she felt coquettish and pitiful.

Suddenly, Wen Bo’s heart clenched. His princess was such a proud person. Now that she was like this, Xiao Mingyue just shook her head and didn’t say anything. Her strong yet slightly wronged expression made Wen Bo hold her in pain. Their intimate actions made another little sister, fell dejected, who had been watching Wen Bo all the time.

Qinghuan noticed Xiao Mingyue and the beautiful little sister looking at each other through the mirror. She suddenly felt a little sorry for this person. From her eyes, this young sister was Wen Bo’s lover.

Qinghuan guessed it. This lady liked Wen Bo and the two families were ready to get married, but Wen Bo rejected her.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Wen Bo rejected him very straightforwardly. He said that he already had someone he loved, and the little sister was not worried about it. Today, she followed him and saw the picture of Wen Bo buying for him.

The famous sister was attracted by Wen Bo’s gentleman and gentleness, but she was taught by Xiao Mingyue a little, breaking her heart.

In Xiao Mingyue’s opinion, even if Wen Bo was not her match and not the person she liked, she could not tolerate other people coveting him. It was only in front of Wen Bo that Xiao Mingyue found the feeling of being held in superior.

In Wen Bo’s eyes, Xiao Mingyue was the princess he protected.

Tsk, this woman was still as ruthless as always. She had to say that Xiao Mingyue had made such a misfortune and had even killed Wen Bo.

Because the two of them were in a trance, Qinghuan only realized that she had been mistaken for a long time when she left the shop. She told Xu Ningzhou that she would return immediately.

Qinghuan’s husband ran to the hall next to him to pack Hanhan who was twice as sugar.

The spring wind in the north was very strong. Qinghuan’s hair was messy. She twisted her left hand and held a cup of coffee in her right hand. Xu Ningzhou, who had already reached the manor seat, opened the passenger’s door.

Qinghuan entered the car with a gust of air, put the bag aside, and put it on Xu Ningzhou’s cheek with a smile. “Wait a long time, baby, this is a small compensation.”

“Just this little compensation?”

Xu Ningzhou reached out to hold her cool hands. He was an exquisite young master trained by the orthodox aristocratic family. The outline of his eyes was deep, his bones were straight, and his skin was very deep.

The man lowered his eyes and kissed his cold fingertips. Qinghuan smiled and raised her chin. “How is that possible? This is just a glutinous dish.”

“My baby is worth the best,” she handed the exquisite gift to Xu Ningzhou, smiling like a little Fox.