Chapter 1171 What a Pity

Su Xiangwan comforted him softly: "The most difficult thing to guard against is hurting people's hearts. We can't be forced by them to live in cramped conditions."

"En." Mu Beiting only responded lightly and said nothing.

Li Qingqing stood up from the ground staggeringly, looking at the two embracing each other, jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Why their lives are so bright, but hers will become like this.

Su Xiangwan left his embrace for a while, looked at him worriedly and softly comforted him: "I'm fine, I'm really fine."

Mu Beiting pursed his thin lips lightly, his gaze fell on Li Qingqing, wondering what he was thinking about.

Li Qingqing looked at him with a sneer and didn't care.

He lowered his head and straightened his dress, as if nothing had happened, and then said with a half-smile: "It's a pity, I couldn't push you down."

Su Xiangwan looked at her coldly without making a sound.

Mu Beiting's eyes were dark and he approached Li Qingqing, but Su Xiangwan stopped him and said, "Forget it, I'm fine, don't make it too ugly."

Mu Beiting's eyes were still fixed on Li Qingqing, obviously he didn't intend to let her go just like that.

Su Xiangwan turned his face to face her, and said softly, "I'm jealous if you stare at her again."

Facing those charming and clear eyes, the anger in Mu Beiting's heart calmed down a little, but his face was still ugly.

Su Xiangwan stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly on the lips: "Don't be angry, I should feel sorry for ruining my body because of an unworthy popularity."

"En." Mu Beiting responded, but his big hands held her tightly, not wanting her to leave him any more.

Su Xiangwan led him away from the pool and picked something for him to eat.

Because this scene happened suddenly and did not cause any serious consequences, there was not much commotion and few people saw it.

Li Qingqing tidied up her skirt, and when she looked up, she met Song Ziming's complicated eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, then choked up and said, "Brother Ziming~"

"It's okay." Song Ziming said warmly.

Li Qingqing smiled through tears, shook his head, his eyes still fell on him.

Song Ziming hesitated for a moment, but still stood with her, and said in a gentle voice, "Neither Su Xiangwan nor Mu Beiting have the temperament to want to be with. If you are helpless, don't provoke them, so as not to suffer."

Li Qingqing's eyes were moist, and she lightly lowered her pupils and said, "I'm fine, but I just can't understand her domineering attitude."

"So what if you don't like it, I've been designed by Mu Beiting several times, but I can't do anything about him." Song Ziming laughed at himself, and drank the wine in his hand.

Li Qingqing looked at him in a daze, and said softly, "Brother Ziming, we..."

Song Ziming's voice was a little colder, and he interrupted: "It's impossible for us, I'm getting married soon."

Li Qingqing's tears welled up in an instant, and she reached out and grabbed Song Ziming's arm: "Brother Ziming, I..."

Song Ziming pushed her hand away coldly, and his eyes were also cold: "I don't love you anymore, if you still have this kind of thoughts, we don't need to contact you anymore."

After the words fell, Song Ziming turned and left.

Li Qingqing stood alone in the same place, laughing and crying for a while, and the tears flowed more and more fiercely.

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On the other side, Su Xiangwan coaxed Mu Beiting in a low voice.

It's not like she suddenly showed kindness and planned to let Li Qingqing go.

Instead, she faintly sensed that Li Qingqing's state was not right.