The wedding fell through before it could even take place. Han Yaotian had made up his mind to delay the engagement, so he casually offered to send Qiao Ximin back to her house.
"Minmin, what do you think of tonight's turn of events?"
Han Yaotian randomly started a conversation with Qiao Ximin, knowing that she was feeling sullen and was not in the mood to talk. Her mind was probably thinking about Han Ming's proposal or how to tell him that she wanted to postpone the wedding. And if that were the case, then he was going to give her this chance!
"What?" Hearing Han Yaotian's question, Qiao Ximin snapped back from her wandering mind and turned to look at the man in the driver's seat. She repeated her question uncertainly, "What did you say?"
"I said, what do you think about the turn of events tonight?" Han Yaotian smirked teasingly, then repeated himself patiently without a change of expression.