Shu Ge certainly knew what she was thinking: "It's been a few years. He and his wife are also together. OK, so I won't harass you anymore, let alone Bingqian is around you."

Qin Wanqing then pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, I really..."

There is really nothing to do.

After hiding for so many years, she thought she was fine.

But when she thought about going back to China to attend Shu Ge’s wedding, she might meet that man, but her spine was still cold and she couldn’t sleep at night.

The wedding of Fu Nanting and Shu Ge was another succession ceremony, a national event, and there were bound to be countless guests on that day.

The Yili family's status in the city will definitely not be absent.

If Li Haoyuan went there too, she would really not know how to deal with it.

Shu Ge can also understand Qin Wanqing's mood. Although he is very sorry that his best friend cannot participate in his major life events, he can only forget it and just raise his lips and snort:

"If you don't have someone, don't blame me for being greedy! I want the biggest gift!"

Qin Wanqing then laughed: "No problem."

...

After closing the video, Shu Ge stretched and was a little sleepy.

My stomach became bigger and I became more and more sleepy.

Just as I was about to take a nap, I rang on WeChat.

She just thought that Qin Wanqing had changed her mind and was willing to go back to China to attend the wedding. She picked up her cell phone in her hand, but saw that it was Lan Yuci who sent it.

She and Lan Youci had already met each other during the interview, so they scanned and added WeChat, but they had never talked.

After asking Lan Yuci to repair the ancient paintings, it took a while since they had been in contact.

She knew that Lan Yuci was quiet and did not meet outsiders, so she did not invite her to attend her wedding, so she would not make her feel uncomfortable.

Lan Youci sent a voice message.

Click on it, and a quiet voice came:

"Shuge, thank you for your flowers."

Shu Ge sat up and replied to the voice:

"Flower? Say again, what flower?"

"Hmm? Isn't it the flower basket you gave me? I received this morning, and it also read 'Great Hands Rejuvenation, Ancient Painting Miracle Doctor'? I thought you were trying to help you repair that ancient painting last time, and you gave me the flower basket you gave me."

"I haven't sent flowers..."

Lan Yuci was silent for a moment before replying: "That may be because I made a mistake, I'm sorry."

...

Inside the villa.

Lan resigned and put down her cell phone and glanced at the fresh lilies that were tightly clammed with flowers.

Didn’t it from Shu Ge? Who could it be?

After all, she has only restored an ancient painting recently, the one sent by Shu Ge.

I was too lazy to think deeply, so I raised my hand: "Xiaodong, please throw it away for me."

It was a pity that the assistant called Xiaodong came back, and such a big bouquet of lilies were so desirable.

But he didn't ask anything more, picked up the flower basket and walked out and threw it away.

Lan resigned to wash his hands and changed his clothes, entered the working room and started working.

Today, the repair of a set of Arhat Cups from the Song Dynasty, which are trivial in details and take a long time.

It was late at night and I didn't come out.

She loosened her tied ponytail, spread her long hair, and then picked up the turned off mobile phone and turned it on.

The prompt tone of missing phone calls immediately rang.

She glanced at it.

It was called by the same strange phone call.

I called several times in one afternoon.

Before I could get the address, my phone rang again.

That number again.

She narrowed her eyes, picked it up, and fed her, "Who."

The quiet and magnetic man's voice came from over there: "Hello, Master Lan."
Chapter completed!