Yang Dianfeng pulled Qiuqiu, his eyes fixed on Madam Zheng.
Madam Zheng, who was watching the gossip…
She turned her head awkwardly. Stop the car."
As soon as the carriage stopped, Madam Zheng got off and went to the one behind.
However, her face flashed with a gossipy light.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry. It's time to prepare for the wedding." She instructed the granny as she muttered.
The Guoguo Temple was really accurate. She had just finished praying for marriage today and it came true on the way.
As for Qiuqiu being a demon, Madam Zheng had never thought of opposing it.
Her son was prepared to die alone. As for whether he was a human or a demon, she did not care at all.
She even wondered if her son liked men.
There was a period of time when she hired countless beautiful manservants in the residence, but her son's angry and embarrassed appearance scared her so much that she did not dare to look for him anymore.
