At the moment she placed her hand into his palm, she was certain in her heart—it was him...
He tightly grasped her wrist with such strength, it really was him.
Li Qiyu's tears almost burst out. Deeply afraid that she might cry, her body stumbled forward a bit, and he pulled her closer to his chest, whispering softly into her ear, "Be careful. Being so open-minded about throwing yourself into my arms, won't Mr. Beitang get jealous?"
Beitang Feng's eyes were deep as he raised his hand in a gesture of permission: "When it comes to my woman, I always trust her."
If Li Qiyu chose Bo Yeyuan, Beitang Feng could let go at any time… but Bo Yeyuan was dead, and it wouldn't be bad if Li Qiyu desired Bo Yexun instead.
For Beitang Feng, now he only wished for Li Qiyu's happiness… to him, having her was more extravagant than living.
Watching "Second Young Master Bo" lead Li Qiyu towards the stage, he sat down in his original place, his eyes deepening.
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