Leaving the Jiang Family, Zhao Xiyue was somewhat silent.
"Xiyue, what's wrong?" Mrs. Zhao looked at her daughter with concern.
Zhao Xiyue replied, "Nothing, Mom, I have an event this afternoon, so I won't be going home with you."
Mrs. Zhao was a bit displeased, "You're about to get engaged, what event are you attending? Let me tell you, once you marry into the Jiang Family, you'd better be prepared to leave the entertainment industry."
"Fine, fine, I know, but isn't the engagement still not set?"
Checking the time, Zhao Xiyue hurriedly said, "It's getting late, I have to go now."
She got into her car and sped away like the wind.
Mrs. Zhao watched her leaving figure with a helpless expression, "This child is about to get married and is still so rash."
In the car, Zhao Xiyue didn't feel relaxed at all.
The marriage plans were settled, yet she felt insecure inside.
If he knew about this, what would he think of her?
