Huo Miao stepped into the gate of Mengting on the river bank.

Seeing Mu Chudi, still dressed in old clothes and without any preparation, Hawthorne's eyes flashed with displeasure, and the good mood of just signing a big contract suddenly disappeared.

Aunt Zhang soon noticed Huo Miao's mood and quickly explained, "Grandma is waiting for the young master to come back and help her choose clothes."

"Oh? Is that right? " The tone rises slightly, with the chill in it.

"Why, are you going to regret your marriage?"

Ice-cone-like displeasure glanced over Aunt Zhang's shoulder and directly pierced Mu Chudi.

Mu Chudi stood up gently. "No, Huo Zong, I... I...