"You go and tell the guards to relax a bit tonight," Bo Fengheng said to him, lifting his chin slightly.
Si Chen, "..."
Is it really okay to be so lax? Besides, isn't the official fiancée still being pressured?
It's heartless, at least she is the fiancée in name, right? How can one not judge by appearances?
But our arrogant Fourteenth Master didn't know that, in the next moment, his bold words would slap him hard in the face.
"This ugly freak, why hasn't she come out yet? I can't wait anymore, I'm going in." It had only been five minutes, and Tang Yawu, dressed in a snow-white evening dress, could no longer maintain her poised appearance and started to get frantic.
"No, if Grandpa Chu sees this, he'll think we didn't bring her." He Shiyun was still composed, but she too was getting impatient, feeling an inexplicable rage building within her.
This rotten girl, always causing trouble.
