"Hey, if it's true, Father, in addition to fulfilling your duties as a priest, you should read more news on the economic and entertainment pages." A business tycoon like him, who has a higher reporting rate than Red Star, is not in the first place.
You can recognize him right away, which is great. It seems that he is socially illiterate. He will forgive him.
"Really? But this lady looks familiar. Where have I seen you before?" The priest lowered his gaze to Qin Ran's face.
"Hey, man, it seems your popularity is just average." Hearing this, Qin Ran couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering.
"Tch, he is socially illiterate, I don't blame him." Zhao Yi finished speaking disdainfully, then turned to the priest and glared at him fiercely, "I asked you to come here to help me witness the marriage, you can't stop talking.
No, do you deserve a beating?"
The priest was stared at by his ferocious eyes, and his neck suddenly shrank in fear. If he hadn't said that he was the president of the Zhao Group, he would have thought that he had met a member of the Black Society.
"You scared the priest." Qin Ran glared at Zhao Yi, and then said to the priest kindly, "Father, ignore him, hurry up and do your business."
"Doesn't the priest have God's backing? It would be so easy to be intimidated." Someone who held a grudge deliberately looked for trouble and said with a cold snort.
"Zhao Yi, don't you want to marry me?" Qin Ran's face immediately darkened, and he narrowed his eyes in displeasure.