After the date of the marriage was settled, Zhao Feng and Liu Qinxin walked out of the hall together.
On the way, Zhao Feng didn’t speak and followed behind Liu Qinxin as though they were a couple.
Just as they were about to enter the daughter of the City Lord’s place.
Liu Qinxin’s figure stopped and her eyebrows rose, “What are you following me for?”
Her expression was cold and her impression of Zhao Feng had dropped even more.
They had just settled the marriage date but Zhao Feng was already so ‘impatient’. From the fact that he followed her, it seemed as though he had bad intentions.
“Let’s chat.”
Zhao Feng’s expression was calm. He realised that after entering the City Lord’s Palace, he hadn’t even properly talked to her before.
Chat?
Liu Qinxin had misunderstood Zhao Feng’s intentions: Don’t think that you can do whatever you please just because we have a marriage between us.
“You’re just my fiance. Please take care of yourself.”
