The departure of Ziyue Tower, Xue Zicheng and everyone in the Hai family undoubtedly announced the end of the banquet.
However, no one among the guests in the hall got up and left.
Obviously, everything that just happened was so dreamy that they all felt like they were dreaming.
However, when they saw Ye Chen and Mr. Mo chatting happily, they suddenly realized that this was not a dream at all, but something that really happened.
In an instant, their eyes looked at Ye Chen with awe.
A young man who could be treated like this by Mr. Mo would not believe him even if he said he had no great background.
Seeing that Ye Chen and Mr. Mo were chatting happily, Jiang Qingcheng could not disturb them. He could only make a sullen face and let out a cold snort.
At the same time, his eyes stared at Ye Chen, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"Hey, you little bastard, why are you looking at my savior?"
Mr. Mo was displeased and raised his hand in a violent gesture.
This made Jiang Qingcheng feel a chill in his back, and he almost felt depressed and wanted to cry.
After all, he is about to retire, but he is still called a little bastard by Mr. Mo in public.
Jiang Wanqing's expression was calm. She held Ye Chen's arm and looked at her father with a smile.
"My good arrangements were ruined by this brat. You keep saying, can I not be angry?" Jiang Qingcheng sighed.
"Little Chengzi, I have always wanted to ask you, what do you mean by all this? Since you want me to interfere with the engagement banquet, why didn't you stop me from the beginning instead of waiting until the banquet is over? Only then did you let me show up?"
"Also, that Qingqing's disease that the Hai family talked about? Hasn't Qingqing been in good health? What's the problem that makes you so aggressive?" Mo Laohan asked with a face, he stared at Jiang Qingcheng with a stern look on his face. Full of doubts and confusion.
Touching his chin as smooth as jade, the ponytail girl next to Mr. Mo showed a thoughtful expression.
"I guess Uncle Cheng's purpose is the betrothal gift from the Hai family." After pondering for a moment, the ponytail girl suddenly said.
Glancing at the girl in surprise, Jiang Qingcheng's eyes flashed with admiration. He sighed and nodded: "Yes, Xiaoying guessed it right. What I want is the betrothal gift prepared by the Hai family."
Hearing Jiang Qingcheng's admission, Mr. Mo suddenly became angry. He said with great dissatisfaction: "What kind of betrothal gift do you have to sell your daughter to get? When did the children of the Jiang family become so worthless?"
Jiang Qingcheng gave a bitter smile and said, "Uncle Mo, please listen to what I have to say first."
"Huh." Mr. Mo snorted coldly. He wanted to see what Jiang Qingcheng could tell him.
"Uncle Mo, I won't hide it from you now. In fact, this child Qingqing has been seriously ill since he was a child, but he has never had an attack in the past 20 years, so I have never told you."
Jiang Qingcheng's words were like a giant hammer, hitting Mr. Mo's heart hard.
"What did you say?" Mr. Mo's breathing became rapid. He turned to look at Jiang Wanqing with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
"There is no cure for the Qingqing Jiuyin Juemai. Once it attacks, it is difficult for gods to save it. Only a miraculous fruit can cure it." Jiang Qingcheng continued, explaining the reason for his arrangement.
As soon as these words came out, the ponytail girl's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Jiang Wanqing with sympathy.
She was very impressed with this eldest sister. She often took her out to play when she was a child, but she never thought that such a good eldest sister would be seriously ill.
They looked nervous here. On the other hand, Jiang Wanqing and Ye Chen, who were the parties involved, looked calm, as if no matter how serious Jiang Qingcheng and the others said, it had nothing to do with them.
"Is there such a strange fruit in the Hai family?" Uncle Mo asked tentatively with his heart moved.
Jiang Qingcheng let out a long sigh, nodded, and said: "Yes, I have searched most of China, and only the Hai family has this kind of strange fruit, which can save Qingqing's life. But they refused to sell it. As a betrothal gift, Uncle Mo, what should I do? I am also desperate!"
Mr. Mo was speechless. In fact, if he were in Jiang Qingcheng's shoes, he would probably agree to the marriage with the Hai family.
Marrying a scumbag is better than losing your life. After all, as long as you live, there is hope for everything.
"I thought about it, and then I came up with this method of defrauding strange fruits under the pretense of an engagement party. Although if word spreads, this may damage the reputation of my Jiang family, but as long as Qingqing can live happily, all of this will It's all worth it." At this point, Jiang Qingcheng glared at Ye Chen angrily, "Who would have expected that this kid would come out of nowhere and ruin all my plans. Now that we are breaking up with the Hai family, there is a high chance that the other party will do it. They won’t give us any strange fruits.”
After hearing these words, Jiang Wanqing was already stunned. She stared at her father in a daze, her eyes filled with mist, and her mouth was choked with sobs.
It turned out that his father had never thought about letting him marry that scumbag Hai Tian. Everything he did was to obtain the Hai family's life-extending fruit for himself.
It's ridiculous that I don't know why, and I still complain a lot about my father. Now that I think about it, it's really inappropriate.
Jiang Wanqing's eyes were red, and she looked at Jiang Qingcheng with eyes full of shame.
"What kind of strange fruit can cure Qingqing's disease? I will try my best to get this fruit." Mr. Mo said seriously.
Sighing slightly, Jiang Qingcheng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Mo, you can't get it. To treat Qingqing's disease, you must take Yang Yuan fruit. And this kind of fruit only grows in Jueshen Ridge. Among them, its value can be seen. Unless Qingqing marries into their Hai family, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for them to be willing to use such a precious divine fruit for an outsider."
Saying that, in order to prevent Mr. Mo from not knowing the value of Yang Yuan Fruit, Jiang Qingcheng added: "The medicinal power of one Yang Yuan Fruit is enough to make a top warrior reach the ultimate state."
Mr. Mo fell silent for a moment. Originally, he wanted to say that he could be shy and ask for it, but after Jiang Qingcheng said this, he immediately gave up the idea.
"Then what should we do? Without the Yang Yuan Fruit, do we have to watch Qingqing die?" Mo Lao said with a sullen face, somewhat unwillingly.
Jiang Qingcheng didn't speak, he just stood there with a look of helplessness on his face.
The Hai family are not fools. If this method is used once and fails, if it is used again, it will only lose the wife and the troops.
"Hey, there is only one way now." Jiang Qingcheng said suddenly.
"What can I do?" Mo Lao's eyes lit up.
"If Qingqing really marries that Hai Tian and becomes the daughter-in-law of the Hai family, I don't believe they will fight to the death." Jiang Qingcheng said solemnly.
At this point, in order to keep Jiang Wanqing alive, I'm afraid this is the only way.
"No, I would rather die than marry that scumbag." After hearing Jiang Qingcheng's words, Jiang Wanqing's attitude was very firm and she directly refuted his proposal.
"But girl, if you don't do this, you will get sick sooner or later." At this time, Mr. Mo actually united the front with Jiang Qingcheng and began to persuade Jiang Wanqing.
Obviously, in his mind, obtaining that strange fruit is the most important thing at the moment.
"Ahem, old man, Qingqing is my woman. If you let her marry someone else, are you repaying a favor with a grudge?"
Ye Chen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
He stared at Mr. Mo, looking quite dissatisfied.
