"Alright, I got it. Give me the invitation. When the time comes, you'll accompany me, and bring Xiao Xue along," Duan Tang said casually as he took the invitation from Ruan Hao's hand.
He lowered his head, his gentle black eyes lingering on the startlingly red invitation.
The exquisite invitation, carved with hollowed-out lace, flipped open to reveal a joint photograph of An Yiqing and Gu Yelin in the center. Beneath the photograph were their names, 'Gu Yelin' and 'An Yiqing,' intertwined at the neck like a work of art, as if they would never part in this lifetime.
Duan Tang slightly narrowed his good-looking eyes, his expression enigmatic.
Ruan Hao watched Duan Tang carefully, puzzled by his indifferent demeanor.
What was the Family Head thinking? Why was there no reaction at all? Could it be that he no longer had feelings for Miss An? A strange thought suddenly popped into Ruan Hao's mind.
