When Wen Jinkai strolled past the Li Family's tent, a rough voice snarled, "You're going to ruin her."
Li Chenyang crossed his arms and stormed towards Wen Jinkai, his hand twitching to grab the Commander by his collar, but he didn't dare to. He could lose a hand. That was how unpredictable the man was.
"I will make her prosperous," Wen Jinkai replied, turning to the man he once called a friend.
"You—"
"When she becomes my wife, she will desire for nothing."
"Shut up—"
"She will be the wealthiest woman in the entire nation."
Li Chenyang ground his teeth. He knew he could not dispute it. Wen Jinkai was not the type of man who told lies. He was too honorable for that. "How is that even possible when you won't inherit the title of a Duke?"
"Does she want to be married to a Duke?" Wen Jinkai thoughtfully said, pondering the idea of exchanging his military title for a proper one. Would that make her happy?
