Qiao En's clear, cool eyes seriously observed Ding Hao, who appeared quite uncomfortable under her gaze.
He smiled awkwardly, "Of course, I'm a man after all, protecting my woman is only natural and right."
He wasn't his usual self, but Qiao En didn't think much of it, although Ding Hao felt somewhat panicked inside.
"En'en, the hotel for the wedding is booked, let me take you to see it."
He brought it up on his own initiative.
Normally, the wedding arrangements were left to Ding Hao to handle. After all, this wedding was just a play. Thus, Qiao En wasn't concerned at all about the play's setting.
However, since Ding Hao mentioned it, she still responded, "Okay."
Ding Hao drove directly to the largest hotel in Rong City.
On the way, Qiao En leaned back in her seat, her gaze fixed outside the window, seemingly lost in thought about something particularly engrossing.
Ding Hao turned to look at her several times. Normally talkative, he had suddenly become very silent.
