Chatper 1213 (1/2)

On the way, John asked cautiously. "Yinuo, don't you want to discuss this with your mother? I mean, respect her opinion."

John's words made Yan Yinuo feel warm all over.

She turned her head, smiling like a flower. "My mother will understand, but you, your parents..."

"I have no parents, I am an orphan."

Yan Yinuo froze for a moment, sorry to say sorry.

"It's not your fault, why do you say sorry?"

Not far behind, a black Bentley followed unhurriedly.

The people in front didn't notice anything.

Xu Zijin was holding the steering wheel with his hands, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and he looked eerie.

So far, he still doesn't know which song Yan Yinuo and that John are singing.

It was just her behavior that angered him.

This woman will never have a long memory.

When the car stopped, Xu Zijin came back to his senses.

His cold eyes shot out through the glass.

Yan Yinuo's dazzling red dress fluttered flamboyantly.

But this time, it was even more obvious that she took John's hand.

This intimate action instantly changed the face of the man in the car.

"Yan Yinuo!" Three words overflowed from the depths of his throat.

The registration office was right in front of him, and John's heart was beating a little out of control.

"Wait, Yinuo, you wait for me here, give me ten minutes, okay?" John's gaze accidentally glanced across the road, and suddenly called Yan Yinuo who was about to move forward.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yinuo was startled slightly, doubts arose instinctively in his heart.

Could it be that you regret it?

"I'll tell you later, you wait here for me." John smiled brightly.

He gently pulled his hand away, turned around, and headed for the sidewalk.

Yan Yinuo silently looked at the direction he left, full of thoughts.

A few fallen leaves blew to her feet, Yan Yinuo put his hand in his pocket, and a voice came from behind.

It was the sound of leather shoes stepping on dry leaves, not too big or too small, prickly.

She didn't take it seriously, but when someone grabbed her slender arm, Yan Yinuo suddenly turned her head.

Less than one meter away, Xu Zijin stared at her gloomyly.

"Yan Yinuo, what are you doing here?" Xu Zijin smiled coldly, his voice icy cold.

Before, he was still immersed in the unintentional intimacy between Yan Yinuo and John, as if an opening had been opened in his heart, and the cold wind blew in.

When Xu Zijin sees where they are...

"Why are you still following me? Xu Zijin, do you like lingering souls so much?" Yan Yinuo's pretty face changed color, and while sternly yelling, she tried to retract her hand.

Xu Zijin didn't do what she wanted, like pliers, he squeezed her hand hard, as if he wanted to crush her bones.

"Marriage registry? Don't tell me, you plan to marry that man." Xu Zijin asked word by word.

"What does it have to do with you?" Yan Yinuo asked back.

But with just such a sentence, it acquiesced to his question.

"You actually want to marry him? Yan Yinuo, are you crazy?" Xu Zijin's gaze was like a scraper, wishing he could kill the woman in front of him.