He had never paid attention to celebrities, but she indeed was a hot commodity, the National Goddess. This time, it was his turn to be anxious.
No matter what, he had to put a ring on her finger.
Moreover, since he met her, he had become blind to other women. In the past, he couldn't see other women, and from now on, he wouldn't see other women either—only her.
It was only her, like a poppy seed that took root and sprouted in his heart, causing him to become deeply addicted.
Both Lu Xiao's father and Lu Xiao were men of few words, so it was fortunate that Shen Lin was there to chat with Lu Xiao's father and liven up the atmosphere.
Wen Xian, probably feeling guilty because of her pregnancy, didn't dare to speak much, afraid of being asked anything.
She simply stood up, gracefully and politely pouring a cup of tea for Lu Xiao's father.
Lu Xiao's father smiled and thanked her, then looked at Wen Xian and said gently: