"What do you want to talk about?" Su Qin glanced disdainfully at Luo Tianyi's hand but didn't acknowledge it. She didn't bother with futile efforts anymore, knowing that this thick-skinned and not-weak man wouldn't let go so easily.
It must be said that although the actual time these two spent together wasn't long, they had already developed a certain understanding of each other. Perhaps this was their own form of tacit agreement.
"Let's talk about our marriage. Tomorrow both our parents are meeting. Don't you want to prepare a bit?" Luo Tianyi had some things he must say.
"Alright, what do you want to prepare?" Hearing this, Su Qin no longer intended to leave, found a sofa, sat down, and asked calmly.
Luo Tianyi sighed deeply in his heart. This woman's demeanor didn't look like she was discussing marriage; instead, it seemed more like a negotiation. It was truly heart-wrenching.
