Shi Yuhuan turned to look at him, the corners of his icy lips curving slightly upwards, his voice cold, "Yours? You've got her?"
His deep-set eyes, coldly sarcastic, dazzled like a flash of light.
Zhan Cheng's handsome face flushed red with frustration: "In two years, she will be my woman."
Song Qinghuan glared fiercely at him, her chest rising and falling with anger, gritting her teeth to say: "Zhan Cheng, can't you just shut up!"
He was always saying he would treat her well, but now he was just putting her in an embarrassingly uncomfortable situation.
She truly regretted it. If she had known, she wouldn't have agreed to his two-year proposal.
This statement caused Li Qianze to gasp. Just what was going on between his brother and Song Qinghuan?
He thought — thought that they were already together, but it turns out it was still a sham marriage.
