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1250 Fanyi: What kind of good girl can she be?

"How can a girl who goes to the rooftop with her male classmates alone be shy?" Dongfang Wuqiong complained quite a bit, and under her elegant makeup, she was a kind of pretentiousness that made people stay away from her.

"Mother, please be careful." I.M. Pei a little disagrees with Dongfang Wuqiong's tone, which is almost mean.

But obviously Dongfang Wuqiong was very dissatisfied with I.M. Pei’s behavior of protecting the girl. She immediately made her own attitude, "I.M., you should know your identity!"

"Your father and I have never interfered in making friends with you because we believe in your choices and your vision. But as a prince, you should know that your lifelong affairs do not have absolute autonomy, and even your feelings cannot be stained. Because you represent the Bei royal family, you must set an example for the people of F country."

"I haven't said something clearly, because I think you know it. But today, I think it's necessary for me to explain everything to you. Those who can become princesses in the future must be people who are of equal status with you. The Beer royal family must ensure a noble bloodline for a hundred years. Not just anyone can become the mistress of Beerantine."

"The Bei royal family has never had a civilian princess for a hundred years. Those scenes of sparrows flying on the branches and turning into phoenixes are only found in works of art." The last sentence was said by Dongfang Wuqiong to listen to the girls hiding beside the rooftop.

"Mother, you will scare her by saying this." Pei again reminded Dongfang Wuqiong that she was too much.

"Why? I didn't even dare to see me, but I had the courage to approach you? I'd better stop those unreasonable thoughts as soon as possible." Dongfang Wuqiong's tone became more and more contemptuous. There was no demeanor that the mother of a country should have.

"It's time for us to leave." I.M. Pei frowned. Before Dongfang Wuqiong said even more hurtful words, he took her away in time.

Otherwise, Dongfang Wuqiong would say things that hurt people's self-esteem, and Bei Qixi could not even think about it.

However, she couldn't even reach the unreasonable thoughts that Dongfang Wuqiong said. It would be a whimsical idea to be with I.M. Pei.

After listening to Dongfang Wuqiong's words, Bei Qixi felt cold.

She was exposed to the sun on the rooftop for an hour, but her heart was still cold and could not see through the warmth of light.

Later, she thought about it for several days and decided to be a deserter.

There is only one prince in the Bei royal family, and she cannot destroy I.M. Pei.

She can't stand the scolding of tens of millions of people.

Dongfang Wuqiong's words were like a thorn, deeply rooted in Bei Qixi's heart.

So today, after six years, Bei Qixi feels uncomfortable.

Thinking of those pasts, Bei Qixi's face couldn't help but sink a little.

Dongfang Wuqiong didn’t know that the girl on the rooftop was Bei Qixi. So she pretended to be inadvertently asked: “Do your brother still have any contact with that woman?”

Bei Qixi was about to drink water, but when he heard this, his hands trembled, but fortunately it didn't spill.

She was silent for a moment and said as if nothing had happened: "It should be gone. I haven't heard from you."

After a pause, she added, "Actually, my brother has been busy over the years and we have very little contact." Bei Qixi was a little guilty and did not dare to look directly at Dongfang Wuqiong.

But should she admit in front of Dongfang Wuqiong that the girl who has always made her feel like a thorn in her throat is her Bei Qixi?

No, she will keep this secret to the death.

Otherwise, no one can estimate what kind of storm waves should be caused.
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