Read Favored Mistress? Break Off the Engagement and Marry the Young Master, Please Have Some Self-Respect

After a long while, he choked up and said, "Wanwan, it's been so long, have you thought about how to forgive me?"

"That's what you came here to ask?" Xie Wan Ning was almost helpless, "How can I make you understand that I'm already married to someone else, and there's no possibility for me to be with you!"

"Nothing is impossible. If you have resentment in your heart, I will smooth it out bit by bit. But you have to be prepared. We are destined to be together in this life."

"As for your hasty marriage, I don't care." He said he didn't care, but the coldness between his brows was almost bone-chilling.

Xie Wan Ning felt powerless to even get angry at his stubborn attitude, and had no intention of continuing to talk to him.

Hearing this, he just stood there for a while, then tilted his head and said, "Are you done? If you are, please leave."

Lu Ziyan's eyes dimmed slightly and he looked at her steadily.

After a long while, he smiled at her and said, "I'm sorry, Wanwan, I really can't let go."

Humans may be the most greedy species in the world.

During the days when she lay cold, he thought that it would be a blessing to see a living person standing in front of him.

He gave everything for a chance to start over.

Now that she was really standing in front of him alive, he became even more greedy.

After all, he would rather die than watch her lying in the arms of another man.

The knife was given to her. Since she didn't take his life, she should be prepared to be entangled with him for the rest of her life.

Thinking of this, Lu Ziyan actually felt a little happy.

The coldness in his eyes gradually melted, and he coaxed her in a low voice, "I know you hate me for hurting you, and I will let you vent your anger."

Everything in the dream, from her perspective, he had experienced.

He knew what she cared about most and what he owed her.

Before that, he had to clarify one thing.

Thinking of the tooth mark, Lu Ziyan's mood, which had just calmed down, began to waver again.

The aching pain in his heart made him frown uncomfortably and his breathing quickened.

He reached out and held her chin and lifted it up, then lowered his eyes to look into her eyes. His voice trembled as he spoke, "Wanwan, did you lie to me?"

Xie Wan Ning was furious as her chin was pinched, but upon hearing the words, her whole body stiffened and her pupils dilated unconsciously.

When he suddenly appeared, she wondered if he came because of what happened last night.

But then he thought, Pei Yuqing was in charge of the Qingtian Guard after all, there was no reason why the news of their marriage consummation would leak out in just one night.

Unexpectedly, he actually got the news and came to question.

No wonder something felt wrong from the moment I walked in.

Xie Wan Ning was thinking rapidly about how to break the impasse, but the hand that was pinching her jaw exerted a little force and lifted her face a little higher.

"You really lied to me... Tell me, is it fun to watch me being played around by you?"

He leaned his forehead against hers, lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice gentle: "Does it feel good to retaliate against me like this?"

Xie Wan Ning's heart skipped a beat and she was almost frightened to the point of limp legs by his tone. She subconsciously tried to avoid his approach, but the hand on her jaw wouldn't let her escape.

She took a step back, and he took a big step closer. As if that was not enough, he grabbed her lower back with his other hand and completely held her in his arms.

They were very close, almost touching, and she was forced to tilt her head back in his arms, with their foreheads touching and their eyes meeting.

A general who had fought in the battlefields for many years did not need to have a gloomy face. Just standing there was enough to make people feel afraid. He had always restrained his edge in front of her before, so even with a cold face, he could not scare her.

But at this moment, his eyes were dark, as if a storm was gathering.

If she really threw a cup of cold tea at him, she couldn't guarantee what he would do.

As he spoke, he slowly released her wrist, picked up the cup of tea she had half drunk, drank it all, refilled it, and drank it all again.

Some water stains slid down the corners of his lips and he wiped them away casually.

After all, he is a prince raised in a marquis's family, but even when he drinks tea, he can sound unruly, which has nothing to do with elegance.

Xie Wan Ning rubbed her wrist and turned her face away from him.

She was really annoyed and fed up with this guy, but he had become so arrogant that he had no scruples. What could she do?

I'm living a good life in this life, I can't really die just because of his entanglement.

Lu Ziyan finished his tea but did not sit down. Instead, he leaned forward with one hand on the table to look at her.