"Miss Zhan?" After Zhan Ke hung up the phone, the man's clear and deep voice sounded from the other side of the balcony.
"Hello! Who are you?" The man's figure was blurry, not to mention his face, so Zhan Ke could only maintain a polite greeting.
As the footsteps became clearer and clearer, the man's full face was revealed through the yellowing night light.
"I am your legal husband in two months."
Xue Yu's steps had not stopped when he spoke, and his body gradually approached, meeting her gaze with a condescending attitude.
As the man approached, a familiar woody fragrance gradually entered the nasal cavity. Facing the man who looked at her with a devilish smile, Zhan Ke felt frightened and wanted to take a step to the left to avoid the aggression in his eyes. However, she felt that this was too embarrassing, so she simply faced his attack head-on. "It's our first time meeting you. Nice to meet you, husband."
"Husband?"
Intention: freedom