"What do you think?!" Xiao Ye's voice was cold as he questioned her.
"But that day when the matter of marriage came up, you didn't resist..."
"You think I could resist?!" Xiao Ye's coldness was frightening, and in the blistering heat of summer, an aura of chill seemed to emanate from his body, "What my old man decides, no one can resist! Even if I were a corpse, I would be sent to your wedding!"
Xiao Ye said through gritted teeth.
Yao Beidi hung her head, silent.
Xiao Ye snorted and revved the engine as he left.
It was actually not easy to hail a taxi in that part of the municipality because it wasn't a main route. The sun was scorching, and the outdoor temperature was at least 38 or 39 degrees. She just stood under the sun, silently watching the red sports car disappear from her view...
On the day of the wedding.
She put on her wedding dress but couldn't manage to smile at all.
She had never intended to force Xiao Ye, but now...
Did Xiao Ye hate her?!
