"Be my wife." He pushed the prenuptial agreement in front of me.
I laughed and tore it apart: "I don't care about Mrs. Lu's position."
Lu Yi, the turbulent emperor in the business world, is calm, strong and in control of everything.
He chose Jiang Wan simply because she was the most suitable marriage partner.
A prenuptial agreement was a rope given by him, thinking that she would wear it gratefully.
But he was wrong.
Jiang Wan tore up the humiliating contract with her own hands, and also tore up his arrogance.
She didn't want the glory he gave her, let alone the prison he gave her.
Later, he cornered her with red eyes: "What exactly do you want?"
Her fingertips were cold, and she touched the bleeding mark on his heart where she had bitten her, and her smile was like a poisoned rose:
"Unless my name is engraved here."
