Lin Yicheng was about to pull out hangover medicine from his pocket when his movement suddenly halted.
His eyes darkened, a feeling of humiliation washing over him.
He clenched his fists tightly.
The words he had planned to say were swallowed back down.
He looked at the girl.
After drinking so much yesterday, in the end, she told him, "Don't agree to this arranged marriage."
And today, she so fiercely questioned him...
How badly doesn't she want to be with him?
Or, has she never thought about being with him at all?
As this thought flashed through Lin Yicheng's mind, his anger surged.
After a moment, he scoffed coldly, "Joining two families through marriage is the best way to secure a business partnership."
Xu Qiaoqiao frowned, not expecting this response from him, but still...
"With your character, would you obediently accept this arranged marriage?"
