"Yeah." Nian Junting's uncle hurriedly nodded. "I'm partially responsible for what happened last night. So, as long as Shuangwei wants to marry Junting, I'll agree. I have to thank her for saving my mother's life."
"Bullsh*t!" Murong Ze was so angry that he even cursed out loud. "Nian Changzhang, years ago, you couldn't stop apologizing to me. You said that your Nian family owes our Murong family. All these years, you've always said that you'll make peace between Nian Qingyun and Cheng, but the decision that you're making now shows no respect to us. I don't want to waste more time talking to you. Since I'm here now, I'm gonna tell you about two of my decisions. First, we won't let Junting marry Leng Shuangwei. Second, tell Nian Qingyun to get a divorce from my daughter. The divorce has been postponed for seven or eight years. We don't want to wait any longer."
"No." Nian Qingyun's expression changed. "I won't get divorced."
