Fu Yanlin's expression was devoid of any ripples when he said these words.
Xu Guangyao, seated across the tea table, slowly lifted his head.
His gaze, sharp as knives, fell upon Fu Yanlin, chop after chop, as if to mince him into pieces.
"Do you want to break off the engagement with Yanshu?" Xu Guangyao gripped the teacup tightly, his eyes as cold as ice.
Fu Yanlin met Xu Guangyao's gaze and, with a deliberate pause between words and a resolute tone, repeated, "That's right, I want to break off the engagement with Selena."
Upon hearing this, Xu Guangyao flew into a rage and hurled the cup in his hand to the ground, "Absurd, do you know what you are talking about? An engagement is not child's play, how could you just call it off!"
He had suspected from the first glance at Fu Yanlin that he was not there at the Xu Family to apologize today.
But he had not anticipated that it was to call off an engagement.
