Lan Luofang’s face flushed red. “Don’t spout nonsense! I’m not getting married!”
Yun chujiu saw that she was very embarrassed and did not continue this topic. Instead, she started to chat about other things.
After dinner, Yun Chujiu returned to her own courtyard.
After bathing, Yun chujiu took out di Beiming’s voice transmission talisman. She thought about it and kept it.
Since the gigolo said that he was going to get married, he would definitely come over. It was better to meet him first.
At this moment, a cold voice came from outside the room, “Little Jiu.”
Yun Chujiu’s heart trembled. The gigolo was here?
She did not even bother to put on her shoes. She got off the bed and ran to the door to open it.
Outside the room, a man in white stood tall. The moonlight cast a faint halo on him. For a moment, Yun Chujiu felt that the person in front of her was not real, as if he would disappear at any time.