"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.,Under the pressure from Old Master Han and Madam Ye, they could only make the best of a bad situation, and thus, Ye Bei Chen ended up marrying Han Qiao.,He was so tall that he nearly fainted from the impact.。