However, Ye Chenfeng still held back, dodging continuously, while Han Zhushang rushed toward him. If he took the initiative, it would be over.
"Little hubby, I've told you before, you need to think about it carefully." Han Zhushang suddenly said.
"What thing?" Ye Chenfeng looked puzzled.
Han Zhushang smiled and said, "Our marriage, you know, I've already started preparing for it."
"Pfft! You're not joking, right?"
Ye Chenfeng almost spat blood, thinking that this topic had already been shelved.
"Do I look like someone who's joking?" Han Zhushang retorted.
Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving first."
Faced with Ye Chenfeng's hasty retreat, Han Zhushang smiled, her face blooming like a flower.
But after Ye Chenfeng left, Han Zhushang's eyes showed a different depth.
