"I also don't know where he went, but I think it was sudden; he must have an urgent matter, which is why he left at this time." Qiao Mo explained slowly.
"Miss Qiao, do you think Mr. Fu will return? Will the wedding proceed as planned?"
"I believe he will come back, eventually he will."
"Then will the wedding proceed as planned?"
Qiao Mo was about to speak when an impatient voice sounded from behind: "Are you investigating household registration or digging up a person's grave? Whether the wedding proceeds as planned has nothing to do with you."
Yan Yiheng came in with one hand in his pants pocket, walking against the sunlight.
His sharp eyes swept across several reporters and media, with a touch of impatience.
In an instant, everyone became silent as if caught in a chilling situation, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Return to your positions." Yan Yiheng's face darkened.
