Seeing the serious expression on Evander Lancaster's handsome face, Sophia Hamilton still brushed off the hand he placed on her shoulder, "No, your mom doesn't agree with us dating. Even if I moved in with you, she wouldn't agree."
"Sophia!" Evander turned her back to face him by holding her shoulders, his slightly furrowed brows carrying a clear tone of reproach, "Haven't you understood my intentions? If you want a grand wedding, I can give it to you. Even without relying on my family, I, Evander Lancaster, have the ability.
If what you really want is that little marriage certificate to feel secure, I'm sorry to say, I can't offer that because my mom has kept the household registration book away, so I can't provide you that guarantee."
Looking at Evander's sincere eyes, Sophia hesitated and said, "My mom wouldn't agree either. She'd scold me to death."
