The Next Heir

Her entire face was so red that blood could drip out.

Gu Shimo seemed to be keeping his promise that he would not take her here.

He actually didn't mess up her hair.

It was just that the gown was a little wrinkled.

Her lips hurt the most.

It was swollen from the kiss.

Ten minutes later.

She put on the dress again and Ye Qingwan asked the designer to match her with a shawl.

The other party glanced at Gu Shimo and agreed with a smile.

On the way to the hotel.

Gu Shimo looked at Ye Qingwan's shawl and said in amusement," I didn't expect you to be more conservative than me."

"Didn't Big Brother say that he wanted me to go to the banquet like that?"

Ye Qingwan blushed at the thought of his hooligan behavior.

"Yes, after the banquet ends tonight."

He did not finish his sentence.

He believed that Ye Qingwan understood.

Ye Qingwan laughed mockingly." Brother, have you forgotten that I'm still sick?""