Zi Ruoxi's gaze turned from disdainful to indifferent after listening to his explanation.
"You really have a way with words!" Zi Ruoxi suddenly lamented, then stepped forward a few paces, gazing at the calm lake ahead. A wisp of Qing Feng gently brushed her cheek, her eyes becoming vacant and profound.
At that moment, many scenes flashed through her mind like a movie, over and over, filled with sweetness and sorrow... happiness and unhappiness... Alas, no matter how she struggled, she was just a woman...
"What do you plan to do then?" Zi Ruoxi asked with a smile, her tone incredibly relaxed, revealing none of the fluctuations in her thoughts. Then, without waiting for his reply, she continued softly, "You want to wait until I've had cosmetic surgery and then hold the wedding, right!"
Qiao Junlie's heart stirred slightly.
