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393 Don't Look For Me Again

Seeing that Zhao Qingyan looked a little embarrassed, Zhao Yifan and Zhao Jiyan did not ask any further questions.

Every now and then, as long as this girl is happy.

And according to their opinion, Qiao Junxi also spoiled this girl to the core, so what else would they not worry about?

Today is the day when Qiao Junxi and Zhao Qingyan return home, and it is also the first time they have returned home to have dinner after registering for marriage, so they naturally have to celebrate lively.

Under Zhao Jiyan's instigation, Zhao Bolin took out the Moutai he had treasured for twenty years, and Zhao Jiyan himself also contributed a total of 82 years of Lafite.

"Mom and Dad wish you a long life and a united heart forever. The years ahead are long. I hope you can get along with each other, be tolerant and understand each other."

"Brother wishes you a happy marriage and a deep affection."

"My third brother wishes you a happy couple to be successful and the phoenixes are singing together."

"Fourth brother... I wish you all the sweet years from now on and the wholeheartedness of your old age."

Later, even Li Meiru joined in. She watched Zhao Qingyan grow up, and Qiao Junxi was chosen by Zhao Qingyan, so she became more and more satisfied when she saw Qiao Junxi. She was also very happy to learn that the two were married, "I didn't expect that I could have Xiaoqi's wedding banquet so soon. Auntie wishes you to be in pairs from now on and everything goes well."

It took a long time before the banquet ended in a festive and peaceful atmosphere.

Everyone drank moderate wine, only Zhao Siyao, who was slightly drunk.

Perhaps he was so well concealed that no one could see how unintentional he was and how absent-minded he was.

Apart from Qiao Junxi, he knew that such a scene was full of torment for Zhao Siyao, but he could do nothing.

No one can help him in this matter. Only he can help him.

Only he himself slowly let go of that relationship.

That night, Zhao Siyao played a qualified brother and said auspicious words of blessing to his sister. Just like at their engagement banquet that day, he played a qualified gentleman, versatile and ease-of-minded.

However, after the banquet, he returned to Fangfeiyuan and drank alone until late at night, which made him so drunk that he could only be with him.

When it was late at night, a phone call would wake him up slightly, who was indulging in alcohol.

"Hey?" He leaned on the sofa in despair, trying his best not to lose his composure in front of others.

He was afraid that if he was not careful, his secret would be revealed.

The familiar and unfamiliar voice on the phone made his heart spasm. In an instant, the nerves in his body tense up, and his heart was heavy as if he was filled with lead. He pulled the collar irritably, "Is it you? How do you know my number?"

"I miss you so much. Are you... drunk?" The unskilled Chinese sounds a bit crappy, but it reveals a bit of concern for men.

"It has nothing to do with you. Don't make this call again in the future!" Zhao Siyao ordered coldly. He, who has always been elegant, seemed to have transformed into Satan at this moment.

"Then when did you come to see me? You haven't been here for more than a month." The voice on the other end was a little sad.

Zhao Siyao sneered, "I probably will never go again. Don't look for me again."

"You! Zhao Siyao, I'll ask you again, when will you come?" Perhaps because he was angry, he spoke directly in English on the other end of the phone.

Zhao Siyao just felt it was very noisy and turned off his cell phone irritably. --- off-topic ---
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