Yao Ran was so furious that her chest started to heave violently. Her face was twisted into an ugly expression, a far cry from the gentle appearance she always projected.
"Cousin Yao Ran," Yang Nian said slowly. "I'm very sorry, but I'm afraid I cannot oblige your request. It was foolish of me not to keep a distance from other girls, in the first place. Not only is it disrespectful to my fiancée, but it has also caused all sorts of misunderstandings.
"From now on, I won't let such an unfortunate mix-up happen again."
Yao Ran felt as if she had been kicked off a cliff and into a dark abyss.
"Are you saying that you're just going to let my condition worsen?"
Yang Nian's eyes narrowed slightly. "You can let your friends carry you down if you want. My servants can also do the job. You can decide for yourself which option is more convenient."
