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"Are you all happy?" Han Mochen looked at the crowd, his face wearing a mischievous smile, his expression was full of amusement.
"..."
No one made a sound, even Huo Tianqi became silent.
"It seems you are really here to die." Huo Tianqing said with a frown, "Though seeing blood on a joyous day is unlucky, I never believed in those things."
Since setting foot on the island, Han Mochen has been very unfriendly.
Even if it's a joke, there should be a limit. If it weren't for today being Huo Siyu's big day, he would have already wanted to turn the tables.
"It seems Mr. Tianqing wants to kill me." Han Mochen smiled, yet his smile did not fade in the slightest. "With my style, I could do it anytime, but... not today, let's reschedule."
"Oh?" Huo Tianqing laughed, with a cold smile, "Daring to give a ring on the wedding day, yet not wanting to interfere with her wedding, don't you find yourself too contradictory?"
