Li Sihe frowned, taking the cup in front of him and gripping it tightly until his knuckles turned white, "Shen Jinci, I don't know why you want to marry Bian Yue, but I hope the marriage between you two can end here."
This was what Li Sihe had wanted to say to Shen Jinci at the wedding today.
But at that time, Li Tingmo was present, causing a delay until now, for Li Sihe to finally face Shen Jinci and speak these words out loud.
"If I remember correctly, the annulment of your marriage with Bian Yue was single-handedly pushed by you, wasn't it?" Shen Jinci looked indifferent, casting a seemingly careless glance at Li Sihe, yet each word struck home sharply, "What, having regrets now?"
Regrets?
Li Sihe's face momentarily turned pale as paper, his hand tightening as if his nerves were being crushed by Shen Jinci in an instant, rendering him virtually defenseless.
