"Yes." Zhou Cheng and the rest held the eight of them, covered their mouths, and left.
They could still hear the sobbing sounds of these people.
If they'd known that Han Zhuoli was also there and not just Lu Man alone, no matter what, they would not have come!
That person tricked them!
Tricked them so badly!
Han Zhuoli's face was black as he sat in the car; his whole body radiated an anger that could scare people away.
"I'm fine," Lu Man said in a small voice towards Han Zhuoli.
Han Zhuoli said, troubled, "Just how did Old Mrs. Han check the calendar for her to say that today was suitable for marrriage and engagement? Look at this mess!"
