"Move."
Jin Rourou's face bore not a hint of softness as she demanded impatiently.
"What are you afraid of, Jin Rourou?" Wei Linxuan's gaze was unfriendly, "I'm just talking to Jin Ning, and you won't even allow that? You're not his mother, are you overstepping your bounds?"
The groom was holding onto Jin Rourou.
Fearful they would start fighting right at the entrance.
There were so many people here.
And not lacking were some members of the media.
What would the media write about this?
Chuzheng had only one thought.
This bastard was too noisy.
Wanted to get rid of him.
But with so many people around, it was not easy to do anything.
Endure it!
Endure, endure, endure, endure!
"Wei Linxuan, even dogs know where to pee, how come you lack even that basic common sense?"
Jin Ning stood with his arms crossed, resting in front of him, staring at Wei Linxuan.
His tone was as always, elegant and polite.
