"I'm going to give Ruoruo a perfect wedding, so you have to leave!" Ye Beichen leaned against the sofa, languid and cold. Wu Jin was as cold as stone sculpture, his face again indifferent.,Ye BeiChen was even more furious, convinced that Han Qiao had gone to great lengths to drug him and then climbed into his bed.,"Do as you please, I don't mind being on the trending topics again!"。