"You're willing to gamble with your own marriage just to get back at me, is it worth it?" Xiao Qixiang furrowed his brows, leaning on the table.
Xiao Yu responded indifferently and coldly, "Marriage is the most ironic and useless thing in this world."
Xiao Qixiang looked at his indifferent expression, reminded of his biological mother.
His frown deepened, he indeed hadn't given his mother a marriage, but the situation was not as simple as he thought.
Forget it, Xiao Qixiang realized it was no use talking to him.
He pointed to the box on the table, "This is something I've prepared for Xiaoshu, consider it your wedding gift."
Xiao Yu glanced at it.
Although its value wasn't as much as the Imperial Green set prepared by Madame Xiao, it wasn't far off.
But Xiao Yu's expression remained unchanged, "She lacks for nothing."
He added, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving. I won't bring her here again unless necessary."