On the day I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with the heir of a wealthy family.

The housekeeper couldn't help but look at the door, with a puzzled look on his face.

After all, it’s so late, who will come?

"Butler, who is it?" Zhan Yunting asked quickly.

At this time, the door of the car opened and a pair of slender legs lowered down.

The high heels on her feet are particularly obvious.

Seeing this, the housekeeper knew the answer in his mind.

Who else could this be besides Zhao Wanqin and Miss Zhao?

However, thinking of Zhan Yunting's attitude towards this relationship, the housekeeper couldn't help but look embarrassed.

At this time, Zhao Wanqin, who got out of the car, was already walking slowly towards the courtyard.

"Butler?" Zhan Yunting, who didn't get an answer, had no choice but to ask again.

The housekeeper suddenly came back to his senses and said truthfully: "It's Miss Zhao."

This answer was obviously beyond Zhan Yunting's expectation, and there were some waves on his originally calm face.

"Miss Zhao." Seeing that Zhao Wanqin had walked in, the housekeeper took the initiative to say hello.

After finishing speaking, he thought to himself that it would be inconvenient for others to talk if he stayed here.

He quickly said: "Master, let me get out of the way first."

"It's okay, you don't have to avoid it, I'll just say a few words and leave." Zhao Wanqin tried to persuade him.

Her attitude surprised the housekeeper.

But after everyone said so, the housekeeper did not leave, but walked to the side and stood still.

"Why are you here?" Zhan Yunting's voice was very soft, but Zhao Wanqin felt a kind of indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away.

He is indeed more cruel than she is.

If he says no contact, he can really do it.

But she...

After we parted ways at Jiangshang Restaurant last time, I looked through the call records countless times.

But no matter how she looked through it, she couldn't find the call she wanted to see.

And she really couldn't sit still.

I don't even want to let the time between two people be wasted like this again.

Therefore, no matter how many steps are left between them, it is up to her to walk.

"There is something very important." Zhao Wanqin's eyes fell firmly on the man in the wheelchair.

He didn't know how she survived every day when he cruelly pushed her away.

This was the first time she understood why others would say that loving someone hurts.

It does hurt.

"what's up?"

"I'm getting married soon." Zhao Wanqin said lightly.

Her words made Zhan Yunting's hand on the armrest tighten a little unconsciously.

This matter was indeed beyond his expectation.

Even though his heart was in turmoil, he still looked calm and composed on his face: "Really? Congratulations."

"Anyway, we have known each other for so many years. Although we didn't get the result I wanted in the end, we can still be considered friends, right?" Zhao Wanqin said as he took out an invitation from his pocket and handed it over. Past: "Please accept the invitation."

Although Zhan Yunting couldn't see it, he could feel that Zhao Wanqin had handed him the invitation.

Isn't this what he wants?

Put him down.

Find someone to marry who is truly suitable for her and can take care of her.

But why do I feel so uncomfortable?

Especially his neck, it felt like it was being strangled, as if he would be out of breath at any moment.

"When is the wedding?" Zhan Yunting asked, trying to take the invitation, but he came up empty.

The invitation fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this, the housekeeper had no choice but to step forward and said, "Master, let me pick it up."

"A week later." Zhao Wanqin also answered at this time.

When the housekeeper picked up the invitation, his attention was attracted by the groom's name printed on the cover of the invitation.