Inside the private room:
Of the five people present, besides Hua Han, none were shocked.
Hua Nuan glanced at the teacup in her hand, a hint of mockery playing at her lips.
Yesterday, Hua Ruyi was still in front of Hua Han, earnestly claiming she would support whatever Hua Han wanted or did, playing the role of a perfect woman. Now... how did her face change so suddenly?
Ha, being blood-related to such a woman.
Hua Nuan couldn't help but feel a deep disdain.
Really wanting to keep a distance from this kind of woman...
Hua Han's expression subtly changed, the wedding being pushed forward? How did it become so sudden?
He initially intended to control the situation tightly, to trip Hua Dong, and to take Hua Nuan away, never considering that the marriage would suddenly become imminent.
Huo Zun barely smiled at the corners of his mouth.
His gaze fell on Hua Han, whose expression had subtly shifted; as a fellow man, he still admired Hua Han greatly.
