"Alright, it's getting late, go back and rest early."
Patting the piercing beetle's shoulder, Han Qianqian smiled faintly and led him towards the backyard.
In the backyard, Su Yan was sitting in the house, dazed, with a pair of good-looking eyes that were both vaguely worried and a little despondent.
It was only when she heard Green Pearl's delighted entry to inform her that Han Qianqian had returned that the beauty's eyes suddenly took on their former glow and charm.
Even though she was a lady of the house and had always been gentle and sensible, at this moment she could not help but rush out with quickened steps.
When she saw Han Qianqian, there was a faint resignation and a faint peace of mind in her eyes, and she just looked at Han Qianqian, her vermilion lips unopened, her eyes containing a million things.
Han Qianqian couldn't help but be a little shocked by her eyes, and even a little distressed by them, but he still smiled at her slightly.
Although it was a smile, the meaning was already enough.
Su Yan understood the smile and was instantly sad in her heart, but her beautiful face could only hold the same smile.
"Hey, where have you two guys been? Do you know we've been worried sick?"
Green Pearl, however, was not as delicate as Su Yan, and rushed up with a few steps, shouting depressingly without ceremony.
The pangolin didn't dare to say much and looked at Han Qianqian, but saw that Han Qianqian only smiled blandly: "Nothing, there was just an accident."
"What accident?" Green Pearl said with a frown.
"It's a small matter, let's not mention it, it's getting late, let's get some rest." After saying that, Han Qianqian glanced politely at Su Yan and turned around with the piercing beetle and walked into his room.
"Hey, you guy ......," Green Pearl's angry little face was unusually depressed.
"Okay Green Pearl." Su Yan called out to Green Pearl and shook her head slightly, "It's also getting late, we should also rest early."
"Miss ......" Green Pearl was so annoyed that she stomped her feet on the spot.
She herself was fine, but Miss had shown enough concern since she heard the news of Han Qianqian's disappearance, even though it had never come out of her mouth.
In the past few hours, she had barely touched a drop of water or a drop of rice, and even now she had not rested, even though she was used to going to bed early.
But this damn Han Qianqian, when she came back, she didn't say a word.
The house, Han Qianqian drank a mouthful of water and then lie directly on the bed, wearing a mountain beetle sneakily followed over, look east, look west, finally really can not stand, depressed said: "Holy shit, you are not it? That ...... that what ...... is really going to be like that?"
"Then what else do you want from me? Say body thank you? Or maybe buy them a late dinner before you show your gratitude?"
"It's not that bad, but you're being a little bit too heartless, aren't you? You didn't see the aggravation in Su Yan's eyes when she saw you coming back, obviously, she had been worried about you for a long time." The pierced beetle even felt a little unworthy for Su Yan.
"Just because I know this, that's why I can only go like this." Han Qianqian said.
Since her heart belonged to someone who was bound to break it, she might as well snuff it out herself while she was still in the budding stage.
Han Qianqian would rather be called a slag to her face than have her silently call herself a slag in any woman's heart.
"Shit, you're really fucking careful about being struck by lightning one day." The pangolin shook its head in depression, "What about you, you are surrounded by beautiful women, but you pass through a million flowers without bringing a single red one."
"What about me? I don't even have a dog around me, and I'm so desperate to find a woman, but I don't have one."
"God is blind." After saying this, the pangolin lay down depressed on a side bed, baring his mouth, as if lamenting the injustice of God, and as if he was depressed about his broken peach blossoms.
The long night passed slowly in the midst of the people's thoughts.
Early the next morning, the Fang family's bells were struck, music was played, and songs were sung and danced, as if a new day was dawning and a new poem was being written.
The events of last night were not mentioned by the few people involved, and for those underlings, they did not dare to ask questions if their superiors did not say anything, and besides, after several hours of searching, the people were tired and went to bed early.
With the early morning, the family head ordered the wedding to be held normally, and the group hurriedly got busy again.
The events of last night, like last night's mighty wind, faded away ......
The first thing that welcomed us was a joyous event like the first sun.
Han Qianqian pushed open the door of his room and slowly walked out. Today, he got up early on purpose, waiting for the special gift that Fang Kun had prepared for him ......