Mrs. Li was dressed to the nines, like she was the future bride. A silk pastel dress, pearl earrings, and her favorite high heels. Her lipstick was bold red—she couldn't lose face in front of her best friend.
Mr. Li looked the same as always—clean suit, usual cold face—following his wife like a golden retriever.
Li Yuncheng wasn't present. He had already sent his message: "That he wasn't interested."
Haoran was already seated in the car, dressed in a black suit and pants.
"Is the dowry with you?"
His mom had already checked three times if he had the groom price.
"Yes, everything is all right. Have your seat so we can leave."
She nodded as both she and Mr. Li entered. The car zoomed off.
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Fu Mansion
The next day came in a wink. He couldn't sleep properly at all.
His wedding was coming up in a week—he was gonna be married.
The thought sent a shiver down his spine.
