Pei's father crushed out his cigar. "How about it? Can you agree?"
Wen Mian's lips were bitten blood-red, and as she opened her mouth, she still said in the end, "Does it really have to come to this?"
Pei's father laughed as he said, "I'm doing this for your own good. So many people outside would beg for a marriage with the Zhou Family but can't get it."
"Besides, I, Pei, have always been known for my integrity. Abruptly canceling a marriage arrangement out of the blue would be like slapping my own face. Shouldn't I seek some compensation?"
Pei's father stated this as if it were the most natural thing in the world, leaving Wen Mian looking at the man before her feeling nothing but a piercing chill in her heart.
With that, Pei's father could not be bothered to discuss it any further with Wen Mian, "If you can't accept it, so be it. Pack up your things. In at most two months, you'll be living as a wealthy wife at the Zhou Family's."
