Feel sorry?

Her heart skipped a beat, and the smile on Rong Shang's face vanished completely. She raised an eyebrow, her tone carrying a hint of danger, "Hmm? What did you say?"

"I said..." He paused for a moment, his cold gaze meeting Rong Shang's directly, his expression exceptionally indifferent. Then, his tone suddenly became firm, "I will not marry you!"

"You can marry anyone you want, except me. Once your illness is cured, I will keep my promise and send you back to Lin Manor."

"!!! Yin Mo!"

Rong Shang was truly angry. She threw off the covers and got out of bed barefoot.

Yin Mo saw it and instinctively reached out to stop her, but Rong Shang shook him off before he could even touch her.

In the dead of winter, Rong Shang was wearing only a thin garment. The biting wind made her shiver involuntarily.

But she is Rong Shang, not Jiang Muyu!

Her captivating peach blossom eyes gleamed with a hint of destruction. At this moment, Rong Shang's face turned cold, and her tone was exceptionally indifferent, "Yin Mo, are you serious?"

"Do you really want me to marry a man other than you?"

Even though she was just doing a task, Rong Shang's anger was genuine, because she felt that this man had made a fool of her.

Yin Mo could sense the intense anger emanating from her. Meeting her unusually cold eyes, he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Gritting her teeth, Rong Shang sneered, "Very well—"

She stepped barefoot onto the cold, icy ground, past Yin Mo, and walked out from behind the screen.

His dark pupils suddenly contracted, and Yin Mo chased after him, shouting, "Jiang Muyu, you go back here!"

In this freezing weather, is she deliberately trying to freeze herself?

In front of the screen, Han Qing originally just wanted to gossip and see if Yin Mo and the eldest daughter of the Jiang family were about to have a good time together.

Suddenly, an argument broke out on the other end. A moment later, he stared wide-eyed at Rong Shang, who was wearing only a thin garment and had a livid face as she walked toward him.

this……

With just one glance, Han Qing frowned and turned away. Just then, Yin Xiaobai, who had been waiting impatiently outside the door for a long time, barged in.

"Brother, you—"

Her words came to an abrupt halt when she met Han Qing's deep gaze.

Upon seeing Han Qing, Yin Xiaobai recalled the words Han Qing had spoken to him in front of the Thousand Herbs Pavilion.

So, instinctively, he turned around and tried to run away.

Behind him, Han Qing's deep voice came, "Yin Xiaobai, you stop right there!"

Haven't you avoided him for a few days enough?

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Xiaobai paused in front of him, and Yin Mo also came out from behind the screen.

At this moment, Yin Mo was holding a white cloak in his hand. He walked over to Rong Shang and reached out to put it on her, but Rong Shang's expression turned cold and she dodged to the side.

"No need for Young Master Yin to trouble himself."

She has changed "Yin Mo" to "Young Master Yin," which is a real attempt to draw a clear line between them.

Yin Mo paused, holding the cloak. He pursed his lips and fell silent once again.

Unexpectedly, Rong Shang walked up to Han Qing and intimately linked arms with him.

In an instant, the three men in the room were stunned.

System, [Goddess, you absolutely mustn't do anything reckless!]

Rong Shang completely ignored the system's advice. With a cold face, she smiled sarcastically, "Since Young Master Yin wants me to marry a man other than you, then fine, I'll marry Han Qing!"