The people below held their breath, shivering though it was not cold.
Someone could not help but speak up, "She's not your wife, right? She hasn't married you yet. And she deceived us, that's why we are so angry. Who's to blame?"
Third Young Master Jun's gaze was as sharp as a blade slowly sweeping over that person, who immediately choked on his words, his face going deathly pale, instantly regretting his impulsive remark.
Angering this man was terrifying because being stared at by his eyes felt like being watched by the Grim Reaper.
"Others need a piece of paper to be husband and wife. I, Third Young Master Jun, and she do not need such worthless paper to prove anything. In my heart, she is my wife, my lifelong wife. What is the law worth!" That proud, that steadfast voice echoed through every corner.
The stockholders were stunned by his profound declaration of love.
