Mo Fangjiao was a little hesitant, but she still said, “Anyway, brother Jinghu won’t lie to me. He will definitely marry me. He told me very firmly that he will definitely not marry Mo fangbing.”
“Sister Fangjiao, I won’t say anything else. You also know that Zhu Jinghu and I once had a bad relationship. I have a lot to say. Perhaps you think that I’m framing him.
“In that case, I guess he will come to you tomorrow and find an opportunity to tell you that his mother doesn’t agree to marry you. There’s only one way to achieve his goal, and that is to make the rice ripe first, at that time, his mother will have no choice but to agree. “At that time, what will you do?”Yun chujiu stared at Mo Fangjiao and asked.
Mo Fangjiao showed a hint of panic on her face. “I, of course I won’t agree. How can we not get married? We can do that.”