Nangong Feifei nodded her head, a smile appearing on her lips, "Mmm, our wedding!"
Qin Sijue swept her a glance with impatience, "Get out, don't make me say it a third time."
The merciless and cold words made Nangong Feifei's chest tighten, as if stung by pain.
Although somewhat unwilling, she ultimately wanted to please the man before her and didn't want to anger him.
After all, the wedding was already arranged; she had enough time to spend with him.
The man turned around, no longer paying attention to her, and she, smartly, knew that once a man's bottom line was touched, she would be the only one to suffer.
Turning around, she left the master bedroom and headed downstairs.
Upon seeing Qin Guozhong and Grandfather sitting on the sofa, Nangong Feifei smiled sweetly.
"Feifei, it's your first visit, how could you not understand any manners!" Seeing his granddaughter, Nangong He's tone seemed scolding, but he was actually very doting on her.