Li Moying's brows creased abruptly and he lifted his head to see Liu Buyan dressed in a dark purple long robe.
As Liu Buyan was speaking, he walked right into the bedroom.
His vision landed on the wedding bed at first instance.
Li Moying had already put down the curtain and plus the fact that Huang Yueli was wrapped into a bundle by him, there was actually nothing much to see.
But upon thinking that the young lady who laid inside the curtain was someone whom he had pursued for many years yet unable to win her over, Liu Buyan's expression became a little complicated.
But very quickly, he sensed a cold and sharp gaze staring at himself.
