"It seems my sister is truly heartbroken by President Yu." Lu Wangqiu watched the car drive away, his face unabashedly gloating, "One year and three months, if President Yu fails to win over my sister, don't go back on your word. Both my brother and I are witnesses."
Yu Xiaoran turned back; the two brothers from the Lu Family were standing there, one full of mockery, the other with a cold face, showing little emotion.
But he could guess what they were thinking to some extent.
"No need for you two to worry about it." He said coldly, then proceeded to get into the car.
Lu Fengqiu spoke in an indifferent tone: "Bai Chen is our sister, so it's natural for us to be concerned."
Yu Xiaoran stopped his movement of getting into the car, straightened up again, and walked up to the two brothers, lowering his voice: "Are you really concerned about Bai Chen? Everyone knows what's on their mind. So displeased with my marriage to Bai Chen, you can always tell her what you think."
