Scheming against Xiaoran

"Senior," Lu Mo ran out and held Huo Xiaoran's hand very naturally. She asked excitedly, "Are you here to discuss marriage with me?" Although she was asking Huo Xiaoran, her tone was very firm.

Huo Xiaoran's tall and mighty body trembled, and his handsome face instantly darkened.

He turned to look at her. "Didn't I tell you I don't want to talk about our marriage until Li Changhai's return?"

Lu Mo's gorgeous dreams turned into bubbles. She was like a flower bud that had been ravaged by a storm, instantly withering.

Her lips trembled. "Senior, do you not want to marry me?"

Huo Xiaoran thought for a moment and spent some time organizing his words. However, just as he was about to speak, his phone rang at the wrong time, interrupting Huo Xiaoran's thoughts.