I never thought that a weak Fu Ma would become the king of a country. I never expected that he would dare to say to me: "At that time, I was forced to marry you..." "Forced?" I gritted my teeth. His anger was rising: "Say it again!" Cheng Yu held my finger, his lips slightly hooked, handsome and elegant, "Today is the wedding I really want to give you. Asheng, I am happy with you."
