Cheng Xinghe: "..."
He finally understood what a real father was!
He walked out of the study room, and the door to the wedding room was open.
He stood at the door, dazed for a moment, before walking in.
Li Chuyue was sitting by the bed; she had changed out of the wedding dress and was now wearing a bright red traditional Chinese cheongsam, exuding a classic beauty.
She was standing by the window, making a phone call.
Cheng Xinghe walked in and stood in front of her.
"Ask whatever you want to ask!"
She didn't avoid it, and said directly to him.
Cheng Xinghe asked, "Did you know you were going to marry me?"
Or was it like him, not knowing beforehand?
But from beginning to end, she didn't refuse or show any surprise.
Li Chuyue's expression was calm, and she answered calmly, "I knew."
"Then why did you still marry?"
"Was it a surprise to see that the bride was me?"
Li Chuyue turned her head and glanced at him, her eyes carrying a bit of challenge.
She hated him!
