If You'll Marry Me, I'll Marry You! (3)

Su Chen smirked as he watched the two of them walk into their house. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and started smoking.

He closed the door to his car and smoked half the stick as he leaned against the door. Then, he extinguished it and threw it into a nearby trash can when he saw the lights turned on inside the room on the second floor. He got back into his car.

Ji Zitong peeked outside her window when she heard the sound of a car leaving. Her expression softened when she saw the car leave under the dim street lamps.

"Su Chen looks great, and he's got a good family background. Both his grandfather and his sister are very pleasant as well. You should really consider him. He's handsome and just several years older than you. Men like him usually make good husbands. Trust me."

The voice of Ji Zitong's mother, Chen Ling, reached her as she drew the curtains. Ji Zitong frowned and looked at Chen Ling who had a cheeky smile on her face.