Gu Weiming suppressed his anger.
Yao Mengqing's delicate body kept trembling as tears trickled down her face. "Ah Zheng, I know you like Xi Xi now, but the two of you are really not compatible. Moreover, we're already engaged. We're in front of so many people now. Why can't you—"
"Yao Mengqing, are you done?!" Gu Yao roared. "No matter if Qiao Xi and Gu Zheng are compatible or not, they're not divorced yet. What right do you have to be engaged to Gu Zheng? Since when did the Gu family have such a rule that a man can marry two women? Do you think the rest of the Gu family is like that old man?"
Seeing that his youngest son even dared to mock him, Gu Weiming was instantly infuriated.
"Gu Zheng, what exactly do you want? Mengqing is the daughter of the Yao family and is compatible with our Gu family. Why are you still unwilling?
"Or are you afraid that Qiao Xi won't agree, so you're unwilling?"
Gu Zheng's expression was indifferent.
