"I refuse." Chu Jinchen's lips slowly curled up. His thin lips parted slightly as he said word by word.
The smile on Wen Gongliang's face disappeared. "Jinchen, what do you mean?"
"He means that he doesn't have time to accompany Yufei to customize a wedding dress. You know that this child is too ambitious," Chu Qiteng quickly said.
"I see. Looks like I misunderstood," Wen Gongliang said with a smile.
"Uncle Wen didn't misunderstand." Chu Jinchen propped his chin on his hand and smiled casually. "I don't intend to marry Wen Yufei."
"Bastard!" Chu Qi poked the ground with his walking stick and glared at Chu Jinchen with his turbid eyes. "This is not up to you!"
Chu Jinchen still had a smile on his face, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
"Old Master Chu, if the Chu family is unwilling, you can just say it. Our Feifei doesn't have to cling to Jinchen."
