The Wei Yu that Pei Jiao knew would not shed a tear easily even if he was tortured and in pain. But just now, she vaguely heard his low and hoarse voice. Her first reaction was that he was crying…
When she asked the question bluntly, Wei Yu denied it vehemently. "I didn't! Why would I cry…"
Pei Jiao choked on a laugh. "So I was thinking too much. That's right. Why would someone like you cry?" Her tone was thin and cold. Just like that night when she raised her hand and hit his neck, decisive and resolute.
Wei Yu said slowly and stiffly, "…I know you hate me."
Pei Jiao said, "Since you know it, why say it?"
Wei Yu said, "If you don't come out to see me, I'll snatch the marriage tomorrow."
Pei Jiao chuckled and said indifferently, "Are you threatening me?"
"Yes, I'm threatening you. If you don't come out to see me now, I'll definitely snatch the marriage tomorrow. I'm going to disrupt your engagement." Wei Yu's tone was firm.
