Xiao Qingcang's footsteps paused, his trembling hands clenched into fists, and then gradually loosened. "Of course, if you don't mind, then pursuing her, even marrying her, is your freedom. I have no objections!"
Su Yueze forced himself not to get angry, not to get angry. He tried hard to control himself not to hit him. After taking a few deep breaths, he suddenly curved his lips into a relaxed smile. "Of course, I won't mind, I'm not that old-fashioned."
Xiao Qingcang suddenly turned around, a gaze that seemed capable of killing fell directly on Su Yueze's face.
