"Why did you accompany Nan Mingzhu to try on wedding dresses, but make Zhuo Ya wear one? Humiliating Nan Mingzhu like this, do you think she can tolerate it?"
"If she can't tolerate it, then the matrimonial alliance ends here."
"Gu Yanting."
The willful and devilish tone of Gu Yanting infuriated Madam Gu.
"Enough, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. I'm in a good mood today, don't make me angry."
Gu Yanting's gaze landed on Zhuo Ya, and the corners of his mouth curved, forming a wicked arc.
Zhuo Ya felt her body heat up under Gu Yanting's gaze.
She glared at Gu Yanting and said angrily, "Stop looking at me."
Gu Yanting's gaze was so provocative.
With a deep and dark look in his eyes, Gu Yanting laid his phone aside and kissed Zhuo Ya directly.
Zhuo Ya gasped, her hands instinctively wrapping around Gu Yanting's waist.
