Leng Yerong clenched his fists so tightly that the skin between his thumb and forefinger turned white. He restrained himself for a while before he said with difficulty, " "Since you're going to marry her, you must treat her well in the future!"
it's just a political marriage. There are no feelings. After the engagement, we should try to be respectful to each other when we get married in the future.
Leng Yerong's voice was tainted with a thin layer of anger, " "If that's the case, then don't marry her. Find another one!"
When Leng Yejin heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said,'since you care about her, why are you so cold to her? Actually, I don't mind you two eloping. It just so happens that I don't want to marry her. "
This matter was also a mystery to Leng Yejin. He was very curious about his younger cousin Leng Yerong's attitude toward Xu Ying.
