Zhao Yu saw that Fu Hang didn't want to talk, so he asked in confusion, "It's your wedding day today. Why aren't you happy?"
"What has it got to do with you?" Fu hang looked at Zhao Yu coldly and asked with a frigid expression.
Zhao Yu frowned and remembered the rumors from a few days ago. He asked, "I heard that the wedding was designed by you, and you were supervising it. Is this rumor false?"
Fu Hang didn't say anything. He just looked at Zhao Yu sharply.
Zhao Yu pulled a stool and sat beside Fu Hang. He smiled and said, "I knew it. You definitely didn't do this."
"If it wasn't me, who was it?"
Zhao Yu immediately stood up when he heard Fu Hang say that.
"Oh my god, are you serious?" Zhao Yu couldn't believe that the person sitting next to him was Fu Hang, the emotionless robot that was rumored to be Fu Hang. "A Hang, did you take the wrong medicine?"
