Her ears stood erect, as she cautiously followed behind them.
Upon hearing the secret, her subconscious reaction was to understand the full story. Zhao Mengmeng stealthily trailed behind them but had to keep her distance for fear of being discovered.
"Aren't you reassured when I say it like this, what do you want me to do then, drag you straight to the civil affairs bureau and get married? I can do that, just say the word, and I'm ready any time. Have you prepared the household registration book?"
At these words, Zhao Mengmeng couldn't help but suck in a breath of cool air.
It seemed Pei Chenyang was serious. Even though Lin Miaoyu had a disability, he didn't mind and was willing to marry her.
In contrast, although she was not lacking in looks or family background and was healthy, she still wasn't favored by Pei Chenyang.
There's a saying, "comparison is the thief of joy," and now it really seemed so.
