"Otherwise" Yan Chuan looked indifferent, "Not smiling, would you cry instead","For example, consummating our marriage with you" Yen Chuan suddenly leaned forward, closing the distance between them and Jiang Mo,"Goodbye, my fiancee" 。Yanchuan's back, in her line of sight, gradually drifted further away: "Someday, you will get your wish." 。。