Wen Ran paused for a moment, a flash of surprise flickering across his face. But in the next instant, a twisted smile spread across his lips, a smile that was more mocking than pleased.
"Hahaha," he laughed, the sound echoing through the cold, "Do you take me for some naive fool, a boy who's never had a woman before? No matter how beautiful you are, I would never take someone as deceitful and scheming as you as my wife. You think I'll fall for that? Hahaha!"
Wen Ran's words hit with a sharp sting, and the Ice Empress, the once most sought-after beauty in the world, fell silent. She had always been worshipped, her appearance enough to make any man kneel at her feet, but in this moment, she realized she had finally met her match. There was someone in this world who did not care about her looks, someone who had seen through the mask of her charm and manipulation.
