"Zhu Jing, this is too much. What so-called dog's wedding arrangement? As long as Yunyun and I don't agree, it won't hold."
Ye Ting, seeing that neither trading his son for his daughter nor any other method worked, became furious too.
"Ye Ting, this has nothing to do with you. It's a marriage arrangement between the Zhu and Su families—it's none of your business."
Zhu Jing, looking at the man who had stolen the woman he had intended to marry all those years ago, felt a cold murderous intent fill his eyes.
"How can it have nothing to do with me when Xiao Xiao is my daughter?"
As the saying goes, rivals in love often see red upon meeting; the two men locked gazes, sparks flying.
Ye Ling and Ye Qing, the two brothers, could only watch as their heartless parents traded them away for their sister, blaming themselves for not being born girls. Had they been daughters, their parents would never have sold them.
