The piece of paper filled with humiliation slipped from the tip of my nose and landed lightly on the ground. I stared at the piece of paper on the ground. The words "break off the engagement" were written neatly on the paper, and the ink was not yet dry. The sounds of the powerful ladies around him covering their mouths and snickering were like needles pricking into his ears.
"Gu Qinghuan, I have tolerated you for a long time."
Ye Lingxiao stood in front of me, dressed in splendid clothes, and the jade pendant hanging around his waist dazzled in the candlelight so hard that it hurt my eyes. He looked at me condescendingly, the disgust in his eyes cutting out like a knife: "It's been three years and you haven't even been able to awaken your spiritual roots. Who in the entire capital doesn't know that you are a waste? I, Ye Lingxiao, am the prince of Dingyuan after all. If I marry a woman like you, everyone in the world will laugh at me."
I opened my mouth, but my throat seemed to be blocked by something.
