Qiao Yin suddenly began to laugh.
She bowed her head, laughing for quite a while, before speaking coldly: "President Lu, you really know how to joke. You've already held a grand wedding with Miss Lan that shook the entire nation, everyone knows you two are a couple, and now, you have the audacity to talk about remarrying me? Aren't you afraid of public condemnation? I'm afraid you'll ruin my reputation!"
"The wedding was for my older brother, the child is also my brother's, and I haven't officially married Lan Yuyi, I'm free to marry."
"If you believe you have the freedom to marry, then go find someone else to marry, not me. Lu Lingche, I will not remarry you. Once divorced, it's done, there's no possibility of marriage again."
Qiao Yin found him to be strange: "When we divorced, weren't you very decisive and cold? Why are you now talking about remarriage?"
"At the time of our divorce, I didn't realize that I liked you."
