CHAPTER 396: CHAPTER 213: I’M HERE TO GIVE MY BLESSINGS (PART 3)

Qiu Zhi and Su Ziceng are different. He is a genuine and great young man who grew up under the education of the four policies and five beauties of Country Z, and he rarely uses profanity. But this time, even he couldn’t hold back.

Transforming into the Earl’s Pello, he is actually going to abandon his Ziceng to marry Wen Maixue. Isn’t this playing with people’s feelings, the most despicable and shameful thing? In a fit of rage, Qiu Zhi tore the engagement letter to shreds and was about to flush it down the toilet when he thought better of it; he couldn’t let that couple off the hook.

On one hand, Qiu Zhi needed to carefully avoid letting Su Ziceng hear the unfortunate news, and on the other hand, he had to stand up for Su Ziceng.

With this intent, Qiu Zhi painstakingly reassembled the invitation and caught the last flight to France on the morning of July 14th, rushing over in a flurry.

For Qiu Zhi, causing a scene by cursing was indeed the first of its kind for him. After delivering the tie and catching his breath, just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly sensed something off.

Not far ahead, an overly tall woman was looking at him with an impatient gaze. (Because Lin Ying was so tall, when Su Ziceng stood behind her, she was almost out of sight if you aren’t paying attention.)

With Qiu Zhi’s height of 1.72 meters and weight of 190 pounds, standing next to the 1.81-meter and 110-pound Lin Ying was like the Mariana Trench meeting Mount Everest.

The oblivious fatty even grumbled, "These days, women are so over-nourished, no, that look, it’s clearly malnutrition. And that Z Country face, she’s just losing face for Z Country, and aiming for prosperity? Her weight, it’s comparable to a Kenyan refugee."

"Fatty," the Z Country woman, whom Qiu Zhi thought looked like a Kenyan refugee, let out a very familiar voice.

Qiu Zhi shuddered, pointing at Lin Ying, familiar with birds talking, but never seen a Kenyan refugee speaking Su Ziceng’s language.

"Here, fatty," Su Ziceng popped out from behind Lin Ying, "You are here for the engagement ceremony, right?"

"Yes... no," Qiu Zhi, still holding the torn and crumpled invitation, hurriedly stuffed it into his pocket, fumbling around only to realize that all the pockets of his suit today were sewn shut.

He really was a blockhead, how could he reveal today’s engagement ceremony to Ziceng.

"Yes, let’s proceed like that," Lin Ying noticed they were attracting attention standing outside the hotel for too long. There was some media present at the wedding today, and she did not want to draw unnecessary attention.

"Having the invitation means we can go inside," Lin Ying snatched the crumpled invitation, swiftly slipped beside Qiu Zhi, instantly becoming his escort.

Su Ziceng also realized and stood on the other side of Qiu Zhi.

"Ladies and this gentleman," the gatekeeper was dumbfounded, unsure of what to do, "each person can only bring one guest of either gender."

"Nonsense, does his size fit having just one companion?" Lin Ying’s response was sharp and abrupt, she and Su Ziceng together barely matched one Qiu.

Qiu Zhi was half-pulled and half-dragged inside; there weren’t many people in the lobby, as the staff and guests were all in the flower garden.

"Wait, Ziceng, you already know?" As they passed the huge photo poster, Qiu Zhi noticed that Su Ziceng was not deviating her gaze, seemingly indifferent to the celestial couple on the wall.

Su Ziceng did not stop, but Qiu Zhi suddenly braked, halting both women beside him.

"Then you... what do you want," Qiu Zhi anxiously examined Su Ziceng, worried she might act out of love-turned-hate suddenly in the venue, hoping she didn’t have any lethal weapons on her.

"Sir," from Qiu Zhi’s left, Lin Ying emitted a "giggle," almost frightening the fat out of Qiu Zhi into sweat, this tall and thin woman sounding like an evil witch, "If your lover betrays you and marries another man, what would you do?"

"I... I," Qiu Zhi tried to wipe the sweat with a free hand, but was nearly pinned down by the two women, "I would send my blessings.

"Ah," a scream like slaughtering a pig, it was Lin Ying fiercely jabbing into Qiu Zhi’s protruding belly.

"Then I’m also here to send blessings," Su Ziceng laughed, showing her first genuine smile in days. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)