"Since you're my aunt's daughter, I should call you sister. Can you let me stay with you temporarily? Once I get past the wedding date, I'll take you to see my grandmother and father."
Wen Yichen looked at Han Xi seriously, exuding an aloof aura.
Everything happened so suddenly, Han Xi hadn't recovered yet, her gaze fixed on the photo on the phone screen.
Lu Jinghan leaned over the coffee table, took out a cigarette, and lit it at an angle, scrutinizing Wen Yichen with his gaze: "Are you from here?"
"Yes, our family is in the tea business."
"Escaping from the wedding?"
Lu Jinghan's fingers, distinct in their bones, brought the cigarette to his lips, took a puff, and released white smoke from the corner of his mouth.
Wen Yichen's deep black eyes looked at Lu Jinghan, and instead of answering, he asked, "What are you to my sister, boyfriend or husband?"
"Does it make a difference?"
Wen Yichen said nothing else, quietly sitting on the sofa, without any extra expression.
