Han Xiayang nodded thoughtfully: "Yeah, Qingfeng's not young anymore; it's rare for Xi Yu to finally relent, so of course he'll hold on tight. But Young Master Lin, when are you marrying your bride?"
"Soon." Lin Mubai replied nonchalantly, clearly unwilling to say more.
Not wanting to bore himself, Han Xiayang quickly turned and left.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Mubai picked up his car keys and coat, and under the watchful eyes of the entire company staff, left the office. Instead of heading straight to the airport to pick someone up, Lin Mubai first went to a big supermarket not far from the company.
The handsome man pushed a cart alone through the supermarket, attracting attention, especially since he was seriously selecting vegetables, fruits, meat, and even household items and women's hygiene products.
In an instant, the women in the supermarket buzzed with excitement, all endlessly envying this man's partner while speculating fervently.
