That day, when Ji Yan mentioned picking them up to attend Moting's wedding, it felt like a poor man who had gone crazy winning the jackpot of a double-color ball lottery!
In the midst of the excitement, although she silently blamed him for not giving her a heads-up before making plans, her heart was floating in the air all the way to the wedding!
But at the sight of Wen Ru, it was like a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head!
Alright, he could give Wen Ru anything—money, shares, properties—and she might not utter a word, only hoping that Wen Ru would put aside past differences and treat her, this old bachelor son, kindly.
But why on earth would he give Che Huan shares?
The more she thought about it, the more suffocated she felt, sitting there feeling every bit of flesh on her body ache!
Looking at the Old Lady of the Qin Family, yesterday, seeing her in high spirits, he didn't have the heart to throw cold water on her; now her excitement should have mostly passed.
