Ji Bo and Lan Yu were the only two people left in the fragrant and quiet teahouse.
Seeing those four leaving the place, Lan Yu said in her hoarse voice, "Ji Bo, let's get married."
Ji Bo's hands shook making the exquisite porcelain teacup fall on the ground, and shatter into pieces.
"What are you talking about? Get married? Are you mad? We had an agreement that we will only got engaged, nothing more."
He would be crazy to marry an evil woman like Lan Yu!
Hearing her voice every day was already a huge torment. Would he want to look into the evil eyes for the rest of his life?
She looked normal but somehow she made people around her uncomfortable.
She was like a ghost climbing out of the grave, sinister and dark.
Ji Bo would be driven mad if he got married to Lan Yu.
But Lan Yu didn't care about his attitude.
