"It must be like this." The girl said with a laugh, pulling out a photo from her bag. The man in the photo was strikingly handsome, and his cold, fierce aura could not be concealed even through the thin paper. Lu Mingzhu liked him so much from the first glance; he was indeed the most good-looking man she had ever seen.
"Husband, I'll see you tomorrow, are you happy?" she said and moved to kiss the man's lips in the photo.
Aunt Cui shivered suddenly; it was truly an eyesore.
Is Miss Mingzhu out of her mind...
In the green plants at the wall corner, amidst the leaves, a red light quietly flashed.
In the room of the East Pavilion, Yan Xing was lying on the bed with a laptop in front of her, earphones plugged in. Suddenly, she clapped her hands on the bed and burst into laughter, laughing until tears came out.
