Let’s remarry (1)  

The man, who was holding Joy's hand and slowly walked toward them from a short distance away, was wearing a decent suit. His face, which Zhao Youlin was incredibly familiar with, was as expressionless as always.

If this was during any other time, anyone who saw this man in this look would not be able to help but comment on the fact that he was releasing a domineering vibe. However, with Joy on his side, the image was simply weird.

The corner of Zhao Youlin's lips could not help but twitch slightly. She was screaming quietly inside, 'Darn it! What is Mu Tingfeng doing here? And why did it have to be today?"

"Mommy, Sister Yue Yue." As soon as Joy saw Zhao Youlin and An Yue, who was standing beside Duan Yarong, his eyes lit up and he broke away from the hand that was holding him and ran toward the direction of the two.

An Yue hurriedly caught Joy who jumped over. She was delighted and nervous. "Joy, don't run so fast, what if you trip?"