"Yuhan." When Qin Yu saw Kang Yuhan's lifeless and dissatisfied expression, she smiled and called out to him.
Kang Yuhan raised his eyelids and looked at Qin Yu. Then, without any enthusiasm, he lowered his head and stared at the marriage certificate on the tea table.
Qin Yu pursed her lips and went from Liang Jiahao to Kang Yuhan. Liang Jiahao immediately chased after Qin Yu like a beam of infrared light.
"Don't be like this. Didn't I explain everything to you?" Qin Yu hit Kang Yuhan on the shoulder.
Kang Yuhan looked gloomy, as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out. "Yes, but that doesn't mean I can accept it! Qin Yu, are you really going to marry him like this? There's no way for me to save you?"
"Save me from what? What do you want to save me from?" Qin Yu slapped Kang Yuhan on the head, "You and I are best friends. From the time you put on your crotch pants until now, I've never treated you as if you were the opposite sex."
