"Ha!" Su Rong laughed.
Ye Guixue's ears turned gradually red.
Su Rong looked at the man who was lowered his gaze in front of her, moved her body a bit, and asked casually, "The Nanchu King should know that my late mother arranged a fiancé for me, right?"
"Yes." The blush on Ye Guixue's ears faded, he raised his head, his eyes clear, "The King figured you would break off the engagement."
Su Rong smirked, "It's so amazing that the Nanchu King, being so far away in Nanchu, can understand my thoughts so well."
