"That's right, I'm just that kind of practical woman. Whoever can give me the status of a wife and whatever I want, I will choose him. What's wrong with that? Huo Yuan can make me his wife, so why would I choose you, a man who only wants me as his concubine? I'm sorry, I'm not that noble, and I definitely can't do it."
"Whether you call me vain or practical, I wouldn't give up dignity and honor, which I can easily get, for your unreachable promise. In the end, there's nothing between us. You can easily walk away, just like we've never met."
"Mu. Cai. Wei!"
Nangong Yi is furious, growling lowly, as he grabs her wrist, pushing her down onto the couch, gritting his teeth and saying, "Who would have thought, you are this kind of woman!"
In an instant, he feels like he's been fooled. His eyes are red, and he wants to choke her in humiliation.
