The Old Man Flirts with His Runaway Wife

City B, the sun is shining brightly. Over a courtyard in a prime location, there was a howling like a killing pig, and the birds on the trees flew away in all directions. "I - will not - marry!" Zhu Wanting threw the backpack on her back heavily on the leather sofa, and sat on the corner of the sofa angrily, with her two long legs wrapped in tight jeans overlapping. He rolled his eyes at the middle-aged couple opposite and the old man on the main seat. "You are so anxious to trick me into coming back from abroad, just for this?!" Zhu Wanting stretched out her finger and pointed at the red little thing on the table...