Zhuo Yue could not have imagined that a moment ago, his beloved girl was wearing a wedding dress, sitting in the same car with him, both of them waiting to go to the church for their wedding.
In the next second, she actually left him alone for an unsigned note and left by herself.
Why?
Was he too arrogant, too carried away? So is this heaven's way of punishing him?
No, he could not let her go. He always felt that if they really separated this time, there would never be a chance to be together again.
He turned around, urgently wanting to find a car to chase after Ye Lantian, but was stopped by Ye Chenxi.
"Since she no longer wants to marry you, then give up. Do not disturb her again, or I won't be polite to you."
Maybe because he was two years older, Ye Chenxi always had an air about him that overshadowed Zhuo Yue, who was also born with a golden spoon.
Zhuo Yue was froze by his warning.
