In this life, "poverty and destitution" was only temporary.
As these words were spoken, the grand doors of the Ye Family were already opening.
"Qingqing..." Seeing the person who came out, Meng Yanqiu's face lit up with joy, about to step forward.
This time, he intended to leave his father and mother here while he took a long journey.
When he returned, he would marry Ye Qingqing in all glory.
However, before he could speak, the Ye Family's servants blocked his path, "Where did this beggar come from? Scram to the side; don't disturb our young lady!"
Meng Yanqiu looked incredulously towards Ye Qingqing, "Qingqing, I am your Yanqiu, your fiancé!"
Yet Ye Qingqing regarded him with a look of utter strangeness, "Who's fiancé are you?"
After saying this, she couldn't be bothered with Meng Yanqiu, "Butler, next time this group of people comes here, just chase them away."
Then she got into the carriage, without giving Meng Yanqiu a second glance.