“How was it, Xiao Xian? How did it go with Father Feng Lingtian?”
One day a year later, Guan Shuqing, Lan Qingyue and the rest asked with a smile when they saw Wang Xian return.
When Xiao Yu saw her brother return, she stared at Wang Xian with a slightly red face and looked at him expectantly.
“It’s done. We will prepare Xiao Yu’s wedding in half a year. Hehe!”
Wang Xian walked to Xiao Yu’s side and patted her head as he said to her.
“Brother, I’m not in a hurry. When are you going to hold your wedding with your sisters-in-law?”
Xiao Yu said to Wang Xian with a slightly red face.
She had been together with Feng Lingtian for two to three years. These two to three years were neither long nor short.
Xiao Yu was already a 25-year-old girl.
As for Wang Xian, he was already 26 years old this year.
However, time did not leave any traces on their bodies. They still looked the same as before.
“US!”