Chapter 1281 Talented Scholars and Beautiful Ladies 28

Jiang Wanmei got off the carriage and walked beside Qin Zian. She looked not far away, and there was indeed a woman.

She was wearing a very simple Luo skirt, her black hair was hanging loose, and only a very simple jasper hairpin was inserted on her head. She turned her back to them and couldn't see her face, but she was definitely a beauty from the back view. This realization made Jiang Wan's eyebrows feel a little uncomfortable, and his face became gloomy.

Qin Zian didn't recognize who this woman was for a moment, he had been immersed in the joy of winning the championship in one fell swoop these days, and he didn't hear any rumors in the capital at all.

After thinking about it, he still had to get rid of her as soon as possible.

So he walked five steps away from the woman and said, "What's the matter with you, girl?"

The man turned around when he heard his question.

And when she turned around, Qin Zian and Jiang Wanmei's expressions changed.

Jiang Wanmei was shocked and jealous. She thought that she was a beauty, but she didn't expect her to be so beautiful. Even though there was no expression on her face, those moist eyes seemed to contain bright stars... The sourness in Jiang Wan's brows suddenly burst out, and in front of her, she was almost set off as a humble maid... …

She raised her eyes to look at Qin Zian beside her, her breathing stopped suddenly, and the jealousy in her heart gradually magnified.

But Qin Zian was surprised and puzzled. He didn't expect that the person who came was Su Li, that cold and arrogant oiran... She was only wearing a simple light-colored skirt at this time. All the beauty. Of course he knew how beautiful she was, but she always wore a veil and rarely took it off. This is also the first time that Qin Zian was overwhelmed by her beauty at such a close distance...

Qin Zian stared blankly at Su Li, even if he tried to hide it again, he couldn't hide the fascination and amazement in his eyes at the moment. As if he had forgotten that there was still his fiancee by his side, he just looked at her like this and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

In the end, it was Su Li who spoke first.

She looked at Qin Zian calmly, and said in a calm voice, "Congratulations, Mr. Qin, the number one scholar in high school."

This congratulation brought Qin Zian back to his senses, and he said softly, "Miss Yao, are you... come here to congratulate me on purpose?"

"No." Su Li's denial was firm and cold, directly pouring cold water on Qin Zian's head. She picked up the things in her hand and said, "I'm here to return the things."

Qin Zian's eyes froze when he saw what was in her hand. It was the folding fan and family heirloom jade pendant he gave her before the scientific examination. The folding fan is fine, the jade pendant is indeed priceless, it is a family heirloom of his family, and it is used as a gift for his daughter-in-law...

Then he suddenly remembered that there was a princess standing beside him.

Qin Zian hurriedly turned his head to look at Jiang Wanmei, only to see that her face was a little pale, and there was still a trace of tears in her eyes, which made me feel pity. He suddenly felt a little distressed, how could he not understand Jiang Wanmei's feelings for him?

However, in front of Su Li, any beautiful face seemed to have lost its color and turned gray.

On one side was the stunning beauty that he had never been able to get, and on the other side was His Royal Highness the princess who was infatuated with him, for a moment Qin Zian felt a bit torn between two ends.

This is the first time he has made such a choice...

However, Su Li became a little impatient, and she said again: "Young Master Qin, these things should not be kept with me. They should be given to your future wife. Please take them back."

Qin Zian: Which one should I choose?

Su Li:? ? ? Who let you choose! How big is that face!

Duan Qing silently picked up her own knife, ready to kill the hero of this world.

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