While they were talking, cars appeared in front of He Zhilan one after another at a high speed. The screeching sound of the sudden brakes echoed throughout the suburbia, tasked with being the only sound in existence.
"So early?" Ding Long got out of the car with a girl He Zhilan did not recognize. It was not Ding Jinshi, but a gaudily dressed stranger.
There was a crowd behind Ding Long, unfamiliar faces to He Zhilan. Liu Jiang was among them, but Lan Song was not.
"Why didn't Lan Song come?" He Zhilan whispered as she tugged at Gu En's sleeve.
"Who knows, he might be too occupied with some woman!" Gu En impatiently pulled his sleeve out of He Zhilan's hand and walked over to Ding Long. "I thought you would bring Ding Jinshi. Didn't expect you to bring a whore instead! Ding Long, you're about to get married! Aren't you afraid your bride-to-be would get jealous when she finds out?"
