Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 280: Large-Scale Face-Slapping at the Engagement Ceremony (Part 5)

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Chapter 280: Chapter 280: Large-Scale Face-Slapping at the Engagement Ceremony (Part 5)

Qin Wenrou was right beside Mrs. Qin and was just as shocked as her mother when she saw her sister’s engagement invitation.

She was extremely tense upon hearing Mrs. Qin mention the matter of her marrying in Qin Xin’s place once again!

She quickly leaned in to Mrs. Qin’s ear and said, "No, Mommy, I don’t want to marry in Sister’s place. I don’t want to marry a cripple; I’ll never be happy this life!"

Right now, her priority was to stabilize the promising young Lan Yingjun.

Brother Jun was returning to the country today, and she needed to find a way to cover up the incident with Feng Liang that exploded during the school competition. She absolutely could not afford to stir up any scandal at such a critical juncture that would upset Brother Jun.

Mrs. Qin, feeling helpless, comforted her, "All right, all right, Mommy will listen to you. You can marry whoever you want, I won’t let you suffer grievances."

Watching this scene, Lu Yi, who had come to deliver the invitation, almost rolled his eyes.

From Principal Shi’s information, he knew what Qin Wenrou had done to sabotage the little Miss during the competition, and he felt nauseated just looking at this girl.

And now this girl actually had the nerve to despise Young Master for being a cripple?

Heh, are you blind?

Even if our Young Master is crippled, he could easily outshine 99.9% of the men in this world.

And you don’t want to marry him?

Do you think that just because you want to marry, our Young Master would want you?

Our Young Master only wants Miss Qin Xin!

Even my childhood friend, little Miss, can’t compete with Miss Qin!

If it weren’t for Qin Xin’s sake, Lu Yi would’ve sharply lashed out at Qin Wenrou right then and there.

He held back, raising his voice to say, "Things have come to this, Mrs. Qin, there’s no need to use the excuse that Miss Qin is deceased anymore. Miss Qin has personally agreed to the marriage, and she will attend the engagement ceremony on time tonight. Please ensure you are prepared, so Miss Qin is not embarrassed at the ceremony."

Lu Yi politely set down the invitation, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

Mrs. Qin and Qin Wenrou looked at each other in disbelief!

What does he mean by saying Qin Xin’s death is an excuse?

What does it mean that Qin Xin personally agreed? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Qin Xin is truly dead, they were all prepared to call off the engagement. Could it be a ghost?

Qin Wenrou was reminded of the nightmare she had not long ago, and the scene of seeing Qin Xin’s shadow in the bedroom, and her hairs stood on end.

"Mom, I’m scared... I’m so scared!"

She burrowed into Mrs. Qin’s arms, trembling.

Mrs. Qin was also somewhat unsettled: "Don’t—don’t be afraid. This is what we’ll do: we’ll have Ying Jun come with us. Ying Jun is your fiancé, he has the right to accompany us. He’s young and capable, he can protect you..."

Qin Wenrou nodded, but then worried, "There are only three invitations..."

Mrs. Qin thought for a moment: "Xiao Shuang is a child, she doesn’t need to go. Xiao Shuang... Hey, where’s Xiao Shuang?"

While they were confused, Qin Xiaoshuang, who had been silent, chased after Lu Yi to the door: "Uncle, is my sister really alive?"

Lu Yi was so exasperated by this family that he laughed: "Are you all just hoping for her to be dead? I’ve already said it was merely her excuse back then for not wanting to get married. She’s alive and well."

Qin Xiaoshuang’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she tightly gripped Lu Yi’s arm: "Uncle, is my sister really alive? Is my brother-in-law really going to marry her?!"

Lu Yi: "..."

Calling me Uncle, then calling Young Master brother-in-law, this generation gap makes me hesitant to answer.

He coughed twice: "Of course. If you don’t believe me, you can come to the engagement ceremony..."

Qin Xiaoshuang’s hands were shaking with excitement, and her face couldn’t help but twitch: "Okay, I’ll definitely go. Uncle, don’t lie to me. I, I..."

After all, he had once seen with his own eyes, the blood-stained school uniform from when his sister died.

It’s still well-stored in the box in his bedroom now.