"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.,At the engagement banquet of Ye Bei Chen and Han Ruo.,"I'm Han Qiao, not Han Ru!" Han Qiao had a hysterical outburst for the first time, trembling with anger.。