Run straight upstairs at the fastest speed.

I opened the door of the room and went in, sat on the bed, but I couldn't help but walk to the window, gently lifted the curtain and took a look.

Downstairs, Han Yunan stared at Feng Jingteng with his eyes. After a long time, he slowly walked over, stood in front of him, and chuckled: "Thank you for sending Beibei back today."

"She is my sister. I gave her it for granted. You don't need to thank you."

Feng Jingteng's tone was not kind, his rippling peach blossom eyes turned slightly, and he smiled faintly.

Han Yunan sneered: "Is that right...but... although it's a sister, you haven't left any blood relationship after all, and they are not their biological sisters. So it's better to keep a distance in the future. She's about to marry me. If this scene is seen by someone who is interested, you will always make a big fuss."

"A person with a heart?" Feng Jingteng sneered coldly, and his other hand was stuffed into his pocket. "Where is anyone with a heart? I think that person is you."

"What does your Han family look like? Don't think I don't know. You want to marry Beibei, isn't it for your Han family?"

Feng Jingteng's simple words instantly changed Han Yunan's face. His dark eyes moved and he looked up at Feng Jingteng, "Sorry, I don't know what you are talking about. I got married to Beibei because I love her."

"Love?" Feng Jingteng frowned, with a sneer in his eyes.

"Since I love her, I shouldn't have given her this little trust. If I could have something with her, I would never have been able to get your turn."

Han Yunan's eyes flashed, he narrowed his eyes lightly, and smiled, "But now, the person who wants to marry Beibei is me, and I will be her husband and her only man in the future."

"Whether I believe it or not, it's all a matter between us. It seems to have nothing to do with you, Captain Feng."

Feng Jingteng's hands hanging on both sides tightened their strength, biting their cheeks, and his face turned red.

Yes! No matter what happens between them, it has nothing to do with him, but why, he feels so painful...

It hurt so much that he couldn't even breathe.

Feng Jingteng closed his eyes slightly, and Han Yunan opposite him smiled proudly and said, "I feel relieved when I see Beibei safely coming home. I have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the parking place.

Feng Jingteng stood there blankly. After a long time, he turned his head and looked up to the upper floor. Seeing Feng Jingteng looking over, he was so scared that he immediately pulled the curtains up and leaned his back against the curtains. Feng Jingteng's voice and appearance kept appearing in his mind, and his heart was filled with bitterness.

After about half an hour, she slowly opened the curtains again. Outside the window, Feng Jingteng was no longer visible.

She bit her lower lip and a drip of cell phone sound came from her ear. She subconsciously walked over, bent down and took the phone over to take a look. After seeing the message displayed on it, her hand holding the phone tightened.

The above is a message sent by Han Yunan, with only a few words.

【My mother has calculated that next month’s eighth day will be a good day, otherwise, we will be married on the eighth day of the day?”】

Li Beibei's eyes were a little dull. Originally, she just agreed to Han Yunan's proposal, but the two of them had never set a date for their wedding. Now...
Chapter completed!