In the face of Zhong Yating's temptation, Huangfu Ruixiang's expression remained unchanged. He simply pushed her away and spoke disdainfully, "So many women want to marry me now. Do you genuinely believe you have any advantages? Do you possess profound cultivation or come from a distinguished family? What makes you think you can be my wife?"
Zhong Yating, unfazed by the sudden push, maintained her smile. "So what? Anyway, I'm your legitimate fiancée now, and I'll be your wife in the future. Don't forget, our engagement ceremony was approved and ordered by your elder brother. So, if you really want to abandon me afterward, I'll have to talk it out."
Huangfu Ruixiang's face darkened. "Zhong Yating, don't think you've truly gained the upper hand. We're engaged, not married. Even if we were married, divorce is still an option. Do you truly believe this elusive engagement ceremony makes you my wife? That's just a dream."
