Lu Renjia's facial muscles twisted slightly, as if they were frozen in wax.
The next moment, his gaunt, shoehorn-like face swelled up like a red persimmon, glaring at the graceful young girl before him in annoyance,
"I do not agree to this marriage!"
On what grounds?
We both have two nostrils and two ears, so why should I have to wait for my next life when he can enjoy this one?
Just because he's a little bit handsomer than me?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Compared to a good-looking shell, a soul as fun as mine is definitely what girls like the most.
Jia was very confident in this regard.
The girl ignored him, her eyes glancing towards Jiang Shouzhong, opening a superior sandalwood long box.
Inside lay nothing but jewels and jades, along with a stack of silver notes.
