บท 871: Jianghu (65)(1)

"Who did you say?"

Ji qinglin looked at Fu Shang with a complicated expression. It seemed to be filled with resentment, but also helplessness.

"Qi Chen? You mean Qi Chen?"

How could it be ...

The man lowered his eyes to hide the complicated light that flashed in his eyes.

He had already decided to give up his identity as Qi Chen and live a good life with her as Ji qinglin.

Why? why did she suddenly do this to him?

He. Didn't. Believe. It.

yes. Fu Shang nodded.

Ji qinglin put down the pen in his hand. The pen broke in his palm, and his snow-white palm was stained with ink. Looking at the wedding invitation that had been dirtied by ink, Ji qinglin threw it away and said with a faint smile, "

I don't believe it. Qi Chen crippled your martial arts before. How could you fall in love with him? "

Fu Shang raised his brows,"but he gave me a pill made from the Qilin fruit and it cured my dantian .."