In the main meeting room of Jiming Villa, the beautiful woman sat on a wooden chair, looking into Clara Qiu's eyes across the scratched floor.
"Li Yanqing."
Just now under the horse, Clara Qiu called out the name with a pale face, and Li Yanqing did not refute, just nodded calmly and told her: "I'm sorry for keeping Miss Qiu waiting for so long."
After returning to the main hall of the village, Li Yanqing sat on the wooden chair in the middle, while Yan Jingchuan sat down next to her without any reaction. I don't know whether it was because she had been tired for too long on the road, or whether her legs were still weak from the shock just now. When Li Yanqing sat down, she staggered and almost fell to the cold ground.
It was Ye Wuxin who stabilized her in time and allowed her to sit down without any danger.
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