Lin Changhe really didn't want to go with Yang Hongxia to the Peninsula Hotel, but after seeing the marriage agreement, he still nodded.
However, before leaving, he still tidied up his daughter's room a bit.
Eight minutes later, a rideshare car arrived at the Lin family villa, Yang Hongxia, with the Coach bag Qiao Wenbin had given her, holding the marriage agreement, and sat in the back seat with Lin Changhe.
As soon as they got in the car, Yang Hongxia took out her phone from her bag, snapped a few photos of the marriage agreement, and then sent them to Li.
It wasn't long before Li called them.
"Hongxia, what...what's this agreement about? It can't be your Qingya's?"
"Of course, it is!"
Flushed with excitement, Yang Hongxia replied, "I've said a long time ago, Qingya's marriage is just a sham, how could she possibly be interested in that poor wretch Han Yu?"