C1708 Chapter 1711

Zoya swallowed her saliva.

"Then I didn't promise you anything," said Mrs. Zhan. "What if there's still no news after a year or two?"

"Mom, it's none of our business, okay?" Zoya said with worry, "This is between me and Ragib. If you intervene..."

"Your father and I are doing this for your own good!" Mrs. Zhan said indignantly, "He said that he can't marry you for the time being