C72 He Wanted to Marry Her!?

Gu Mingfeng had just reached the hotel entrance when a stretched Lincoln pulled up. His assistant stepped out, opened the rear door, and braced a hand against the car's roof.

Bending down, Gu Mingfeng slid into the car, and the assistant promptly shut the door behind him.

"Wait." Lin Qingwan hurried over.

Du Feng hesitated, glancing at Gu Mingfeng inside the vehicle