At the wedding venue.
Qin Jingxiang smiled like a blooming flower, saying to Ji Baijian, "Congratulation."
Ji Baijian's eyes slightly moved, subtly nodding his head.
His demeanor was the same as before, the same indifference.
It seemed Qin Wenguo had finished his pleasantries with Ji Yunlei, and he turned around to tell his daughter, "Let's go in."
Qin Jingxiang slightly smiled, following her father into the banquet hall.
Yin Qin watched Qin Jingxiang's retreating figure, he turned his head and looked at Ji Baijian, "Did you know her identity before?"
Ji Baijian shook his head.
"I thought she was just a rich girl." Yin Qin murmured.
Ji Baijian had no additional expressions.
Yin Qin thought, apart from Song Zhizhi, other women probably couldn't get Ji Baijian's attention.
They continued to stand by Ji Baijian, greeting guests together.
Then, Yin Qin's phone rang suddenly.
He looked at the incoming call, "Hello."
"Yin Qin, it's me, Jingxiang."
"Jing...."
