When Su Wan saw the hesitant look on Jiang Xuecheng's face, she felt a little apprehensive.
Jiang Xuecheng's silence made Su Wan shudder in fear.
Su Wan's right eyelid trembled violently twice, and the ominous premonition grew stronger.
What happened to this man?
It was said that the left eye twitched for wealth, and the right eye twitched for disaster. For some reason, Su Wan's premonition of disaster was always astonishingly accurate.
Every time her right eyelid twitched, she would encounter misfortune. Su Wan looked at Jiang Xuecheng with a worried look, and a terrible guess appeared in her heart.
"Have you decided to marry Diya because of the pressure from the High Priest?"
When Su Wan thought of this, she suddenly moved away from Jiang Xuecheng's shoulder, her eyes full of hurt.
She was the same as Jiang Xuecheng. Both of them had serious germaphobia. If Jiang Xuecheng wanted to marry someone else, she would never accept it.
