After leaving the restaurant and getting into the car, Matriarch Wei patted the back of Wei Jin's hand. "Although it's a marriage alliance, the Wei family won't push you into the fire pit."
"Thank you, Grandma." Wei Jin smiled and nodded. However, there was no extra joy in her misty eyes.
After all, marriage meant the same to her, whoever she married.
After various guarantee treaties, Mu Feng let Old Master Mu vent his anger and could finally come out of the private room.
Outside the restaurant, Fatty Liu was waiting for him in his car. Mu Feng jumped into the front passenger seat. "Let's go to the training ground."
Fatty Liu was frightened as he watched the silver-white car race on the track.
"What's wrong with Brother Mu today?" Someone came over. "From the looks of it, he won't stop until he wears out the track."
