The wind on the rooftop was strong, and Su Mu was very cold. She really wanted to turn back and look at the person who was angry with her. She could even imagine what his expression might be at this moment, but ultimately she did not, because once she turned around, perhaps she wouldn't have the same determination.
Zhou Yaxian ignored Fu Shinian. After Su Mu agreed, she unbelievingly stared at Su Mu:
"What did you say?"
"I said okay, I will marry Wen Han. I promise you, so can you come down now?"
"You're not lying to me?"
Su Mu shook her head: "Of course not. I have promised, and I will keep my word. I want you to plan our wedding, prepare the attire. Qiqi and Shaoyuan have grown up too; they can be our flower children. What do you say?"
Zhou Yaxian nodded her head:
"Good, of course, it's good. As long as you agree to marry Wen Han, whatever you say goes."
