C166 Marry Eight Days Later

Lin Xuecha smiled, "Sorry, I'm not selling my snow-white tea."

The man smiled unexpectedly.

It was as though he had long guessed that her reaction would be this, but the look in his eyes grew even colder.

He suddenly asked.

"Marquis Anping, you should not know yet. Your mother died miserably, right?"

Lin Xuecha's heart, instantly trembled.

She looked up at him