She hadn't even said anything, yet he already knew what she was going to do and refused without hesitation. At this moment, Mo Liusha truly didn't know what to say.
She glared at Yu Jingrong, "Yu Jingrong, you're just watching me die here."
Yu Jingrong looked at her with astonishment, finding her exaggeration amusing and retorted with disdain, "What? Die… You're just marrying Qianze, it's not like you're going to die. Do you know how many girls in the city would wish to marry our Qianze?"
Mo Liusha felt a mix of emotions, sighed, and continued dramatically, "All those girls in the city, but that doesn't include me. Marrying him is worse than death."
Yu Jingrong leaned lazily on the sofa, teasing and chuckling, "Really? Is Qianze that bad? To say marrying him is worse than death, but from what I see, you and Qianze are just like a bickering couple!"
