1778 Marry Him?

Ye Cong arranged for everything. The wedding would be held in Ye Cong's villa. As for the guests, he settled the invitations too. Ordinary people would never be invited to this wedding.

Mo Fei sat on the windowsill and watched the falling snow outside. It had been three whole days since she left the resort.

Ye Cong retrieved some beer and went over. He leaned against the window and handed a bottle to Mo Fei. "It's not too late to ask Qian Yikun to join us now."

Mo Fei took the beer, unscrewed the cap, and drank almost all of it in one gulp. "I suggest you double your preparations. Mo Tian is a cunning old fox. He has the most advanced technology and a group of the most loyal killers." Mo Fei gulped down the rest of the beer.

"And you were one of them," Ye Cong reminded her.

"Don't put me together with that bunch of morons. I'd feel that I've been degraded." Mo Fei continued to stare at the heavy snow outside. "It