After their passionate moment, Abigail Johnson removed the blanket while still naked, then, with her back facing him, lit a cigarette.
That woman could sometimes be like a pure orchid, but other times, she was like an unfathomable poppy – very dangerous.
She didn't look at Daniel Peacock, but said, "Daniel, if the plans for the comic city can't proceed on schedule, then we should postpone our wedding."
"Why? Little Rou, this issue has nothing to do with our wedding. Besides, I can definitely handle the land situation. Trust me, haven't we always been looking forward to getting married soon?"
Abigail turned around and gently touched Daniel Peacock's face, asking, "Daniel, do you still like your little girlfriend now?"
Daniel Peacock was taken aback, not expecting her to ask that question. His eyes flickered, "We're getting married. How could I possibly have another woman in my heart? My heart belongs only to you."