When the concubine-born daughter was made to marry in someone else’s place, he sneered, “I will never marry you.”
Later, he said condescendingly, “It’s already generous of me to let you be my equal wife alongside her.”
Ye Wu decided she could do without his so-called generosity, so on the eve of the wedding, she faked her death and left.
When Gu Rangchuan discovered she had faked her death to escape, he gave a cold laugh of fury. “Run away? Don’t even think about it!”
When they met again, a stunningly refined man stood beside her. His voice was warm, but his stance left no room for argument.
“May I ask why the general is looking for my wife?”
Ye Wu: ...Actually, I just wanted to admire a few more handsome men. I never meant to get married.
The flowers are in full bloom. It would be a shame not to admire them a little longer. I’d seem so unromantic.
The handsome man gazed at her with tear-bright eyes. “A Wu... What about me?”
Ye Wu sighed helplessly and said, “All right, all right, whatever you want. I won’t look at anyone else. I’ll only look at you.”
