Luo Haofeng's voice was very gentle.
It resonated low and deep within the cramped and silent car, with each word clearly entering Bai Xiaoxiao's ears.
In her heart, a fine layer of warmth unconsciously emerged.
She looked tenderly at the man in front of her, so handsome, so outstanding.
Many women surely admire him, hoping to become his woman, yearning to spend a lifetime with him.
And even more parents probably wish to marry their daughters to him.
If Luo Haofeng had not chosen her, why would she need to worry about the future parents-in-law's disapproval and work hard to win them over with sincerity?
Thinking of this, amidst Bai Xiaoxiao's warmth and gratitude, a pang of bitterness surged forcefully.
She pursed her lips and softly said, "Alright, wait for my message, I'll let you know once I make arrangements."
Luo Haofeng smiled gently and lowered his head to kiss her lips, "Xiaoxiao, you don't need to arrange anything."
