On her way back, Lou Qianxue had grasped her hands all the way. Fresh red blood dripped as she walked. However, her palm was already numb from the pain, and she did not feel anything at all.
Is this it? He couldn't help but ask himself. Will his daughter marry this man now? Will she move to her own house and create her little family? Huang Sheng Hong lowered his gaze. Should he prepare a wedding suit now? Surely, he wouldn't want to look ugly at his own daughter's wedding, right?