Cheng Haoyu unceremoniously shook off her arm and cast a sharp gaze at her: "Fang Biying, I've already made everything clear to you. Why do you insist on being so stubborn? It's impossible between us. It's impossible. Stop fantasizing."
"Alang, I don't mean to imprison you. I just ask you not to wander around these two days. The day after tomorrow is our wedding day. After we get married, you can go wherever you want, but I'm sorry to have to endure it for these two days!" Fang Biying didn't care about his anger and indifference at all.
"I will never marry you. Even if you force me to marry you, we can't get a marriage certificate. I only have one wife, so stop dreaming." Cheng Haoyu said in a warning tone.
"Alang, I've already told you that I don't care about your past. I've already thought about it. After we get married the day after tomorrow, I'll ask my dad to take the troupe away from Beijing and leave those people neither you nor I want to see. We'll find a place where no one knows us and start our lives anew. After we get married, I'll give birth to a cute fat baby for you, and our family of three will never be separated again." Thinking of that scene, Fang Biying felt very happy and subconsciously reached out to hug him from behind.
Cheng Haoyu was completely helpless. He frowned and grabbed her wrist, looking at her with disgust. "Fang Biying, I used to feel a sense of indebtedness and pity for you, but now the only place you hold in my heart is gone. I'm filled with disgust for you. Your face makes me feel extremely sick. I never imagined that under this beautiful appearance, there is such a filthy heart. It's really disgusting."
These words completely hurt Fang Biying's heart. She stared at A Lang with wide eyes, tears streaming down her face. "A Lang, what are you talking about?"
"I'm saying that you make me feel sick right now." Cheng Haoyu responded in a raised voice.
As soon as the words fell, a loud slap landed on Cheng Haoyu's face: "I treat you so sincerely, what qualifications do you have to talk to me like this?"
Cheng Haoyu licked his burning cheek with his tongue, a cold smile on his face. "Fang Biying, do you think that if we get married smoothly, I will be devoted to you forever? Stop dreaming. A marriage without a marriage certificate is fake and doesn't count. Even if the entire troupe testifies for you, it's still fake. And don't ever dream that you can use a marriage to kidnap me."
"You..." Fang Biying was so angry that she was incoherent. She raised her arm high again, but the moment her arm fell, Cheng Haoyu reached out and caught it. The two looked at each other.
"Fang Biying, let me tell you, if you insist on doing it your own way, you will only end up hurting yourself, and you will be the only one who suffers." Cheng Haoyu warned seriously.
Fang Biying used all her strength to shake off the arm he was holding. Her wrist had turned red from his grip.
"Alang, even so, I will marry you. I don't believe that I, Fang Biying, have no charm for you? So many men are eager to get me, I don't believe that you have no feelings for me at all? You men are all visual animals who say one thing and mean another." Fang Biying was still somewhat confident in her appearance, she didn't believe that she couldn't handle Alang.
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