Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

Ji Weiyang brought his subordinates and rushed in. Two men in black quickly subdued Li Xiaoqian.

"Vayon!" Zhan Yan threw herself into Ji Weiyang's embrace as she cried. Suddenly, she felt like she had survived a disaster. She thought she would never see him again.

"How did you get injured?" Ji Weiyang's eyes were fixated on the wound on her arm. Actually, the wound was not deep, it was just a cut on her skin. It was just that Ji Weiyang kept holding her in his palm the whole time.

"I'll take you to bandage it." Ji Weiyang carried Zhan Yan and walked out of the washroom without saying anything. Before leaving, he only said a few words to Tang Feng, "I'll be leaving first, the rest is up to you."

Tang Feng happily agreed as he crouched down in front of Li Xiaoqian, his powerful palm pinching Li Xiaoqian's face, "Aiyo, you really know how to play around. You made yourself look like a human or a ghost, you look so careless."

I'm happy to have you all my life