I have a husband!

Zheng Lun didn't explain further. She just said a few more words of "happy wedding" and then hung up.

She and Zheng Jing had finished their part and they could go home now.

If Zhao Anan could marry Mu Qing, her efforts would not be in vain.

Zhao Anan thought that Zheng Lun was still mad at her when she didn't say much to her. As a matter of fact, Zheng Lun was afraid that she would arouse her suspicion if she said more.

Zhao Anan sat on the bed, holding the phone in a daze.

She kept feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Mu Qing took the phone away from her hand and sat down beside her. He said softly,"Anan, don't worry. Lun must know that she has misunderstood you."