"Marriage?" Lin Hao furrowed his brows, feeling inexplicably displeased, "Such a big matter, why didn't she tell me in advance?"
Now, he no longer cared about Lan Xiyue's identity, only why Lan Xiyue would suddenly leave, and moreover, to get married.
"Miss is someone I've watched grow up, and I don't want her to go back either." The man took a deep breath, his tone gentle, "She doesn't want to go back either, but this time, it's for you."
"For me?" Lin Hao was perplexed.
"Don't you know who you have offended?" The man stared at Lin Hao through the rearview mirror, "She went to protect you, offering her freedom as a condition to fulfill the marriage agreement."
Lin Hao sat in the chair, his expression unchanged, indifferently asking, "Does she like him?"
