Tomorrow was Huo Zhenyuan's big day. In fact, Huo ting didn't want to go at all. He couldn't wait to be by su Mianmian's side every second. He even brought his work home to do. If he went to the wedding, he would have to leave su Mianmian for a few hours. For someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder, this was simply killing him.
Su Mianmian was very straightforward about this.
"Of course I'm going!" Su Mianmian said, " uncle, what can happen to me at home? "
Huo ting held su Mianmian's hand without saying a word, still a little unhappy.
Su Mianmian couldn't stand it and rolled her eyes. Why did she feel that uncle was more like a child than Dongdong now?
