Wen Xiu missed and stabilized her body awkwardly. She pouted and said, "Brother Yi Zheng, have you forgotten? This is an arranged marriage between your father and mine. When I was young, I said that I would marry you when I grew up!"
Yi Zheng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and did not answer her. Instead, he walked up to Shi Man and held her hand innocently. "That was just a joke that the elders drank too much. Don't be angry, okay?"
"Brother Yi Zheng!" Wen Xiu stomped her feet sadly, her eyes filled with a broken light. "You must be joking, right? I'm your fiancée. How can you like her?"
Yi Zheng sighed softly and held Shi Man's hand as they stood side by side. His indifferent eyes landed on Wen Xiu coldly. "I've said it before. That was just an engagement set by my father after he drank too much. It has nothing to do with me."
