Yin Shuiling felt the tip of her nose go sour, but there were no more tears in her eyes anymore. If he wanted to insult her, then she would have to congratulate him now. He had already achieved his goals.
She gave up trying to struggle. "What do you plan to do exactly? Your fiancée is still outside," she asked softly and weakly.
The man behind her laughed. He stretched his right hand out to pull the zipper of his pants up as he said, "Do you mean Xiao Yao? Its fine; she is the daughter of a wealthy family. She knows how to turn a blind eye to certain matters. Shuiling, don't get married yet, okay? Do you think it is possible for me to allow you to get married? Don't harm others. Just spent the rest of your life like this. You can spend your days quietly like this, and let me support you."
