C149 You must Marry My Daughter

Di Chenjue glanced at Ann Ruoxi without leaving a trace. The tense expression on the woman's pale face clearly showed her unease and nervousness. It was as if his heart had been pierced by something sharp …

He felt pain.

"Uncle, you can roughly guess that what your daughter said to you just now was somewhat fake."

Di Chenjue said to Ann's father with a complicated expression