Message after message, Qiao Yin's face grew colder and colder.
Divorce?
When did this happen and why is she in the dark?
A wedding?
It's hilarious, that Lu Lingche didn't give her a wedding ceremony, and yet he wants to give his mistress a wedding while still married to her?
Blessing?
Well, that's not a problem.
Her eyes flickered with a murderous glint, as she typed the words intentionally slow, replying to Lan Yuyi: "Of course, I wish you all the best not just that, I have a surprise gift for you, Miss Lan, anticipate it."
Sitting next to her, Dongfang Mu noticed her unusual expression and couldn't help but ask: "Something wrong?"
Qiao Yin sent the message, turned off her mobile phone screen, turned to him in the dim car cabin, and gave a slight smile: "It's not that big of a deal, you'll know by tomorrow, Young Master Mu."
Dongfang Mu watched her smiles, and at this moment, felt as if nothing else mattered.
