Yu Qingyao was directly stunned by the question, staring blankly at Huo Yixiu as he continued, "To some extent, we are quite compatible, aren't we?"
Such words ringing in Yu Qingyao's ears only intensified her sense of creeping horror, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
Her gaze towards the other was filled with fear, and she felt that the person before her was incredibly strange.
Was this really the gentle and refined Huo Yixiu she once liked?
Looking at Huo Yixiu in this state, especially when her gaze met his oddly sinister eyes, Yu Qingyao felt overwhelmed in that moment.
Clinging to his arm, she pleaded urgently, "I don't want to marry you anymore, don't you want to be with Shen Chu'an? Isn't it enough that I grant you both that? Let me go."
"We've come too far now for you to simply say whatever you want," Huo Yixiu said, flinging off her hand and giving her a cold glance.
