"I'm going to give Ruoruo a perfect wedding, so you have to leave!" Ye Beichen leaned against the sofa, languid and cold. Wu Jin was as cold as stone sculpture, his face again indifferent.,Everyone is scolding Han Qiao as the most shameless third wheel, even stealing her own sister-in-law!,He was as ruthless as ever, as if he had never felt pain. Or perhaps, he just enjoyed seeing others in pain!。