rong yan was like a puppet as she stretched out her arms to let the foreigner take her measurements.
He listened to Liancheng Yazhi's fluent conversation with him in a foreign language.
In the end, the foreigner left. Liancheng Yazhi reached out and pulled Rong Yan into his arms. He said, " qianqian has finally waited until you're 20 years old. i can't wait any longer. "
Rong Yan swallowed her saliva. She was 20 years old. It seemed that she was destined to go crazy.
It seemed that the entire Lian family was busy all of a sudden, and all the matters of marriage seemed to be put on the agenda overnight.
Liancheng Yazhi moved to the third floor with Rong Yan, and the bedroom on the second floor needed to be renovated to be their new house.
What Rong Yan did every day was to look at the people at home. Each and every one of them was happy and busy, while she did not do anything.
