"Okay, I'll wait for you. "
Duan Zhimu hugged him reluctantly. This way, his heart would be at ease and at ease.
"I've already told my uncle that he has already sent me his household register. The express delivery should be here today. "
"Then obediently wait for my return. " Leng Jun fondly stroked her hair and left.
The warmth from the hug just now suddenly disappeared. It was as if he had stepped on empty air. His heart was empty, and there was even a little panic.
Was he worried that Uncle Leng and Auntie Shen would not agree?
If they really did not agree, even if Leng Jun wanted to marry her, she would not marry either.
It was fine if she didn't have a family or parents by herself, but she couldn't drag the happy Leng Jun into the abyss.
After sending the message in a daze for a while, her phone started vibrating.
It was a number she didn't recognize.
She thought it was a message from the courier, so she answered.