Feng Yuan was already very excited.
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Time.
Passed.
Three days passed by in the blink of an eye. Today is the wedding day of Kun Cang and Feng Yuan.
Early in the morning, before the sun rose.
Yangluo Heaven.
Yan Family.
"Young Master Ye, are you leaving?" Yan Chuyu asked reluctantly.
During this time, Ye Tian had stayed at the Yan Family, occasionally guiding her, providing support, giving her a sense of security. She had even developed a bit of attachment, deep in her heart, with overwhelming admiration and suppressed infatuation for Ye Tian, which she dared not show.
Because she felt that right now, she was far from matching Ye Tian, even being his maid was beyond her qualification.
After all, from the moment Ye Tian suddenly entered her life, he had possessed an unparalleled, extreme demeanor of the utmost evil, naturally leaving Yan Chuyu somewhat self-conscious.
"Indeed."
