"Your reputation in Beijing hasn't been good, especially in these past two years. We had always thought Qi Si would end up lonely for the rest of his life until his grandmother arranged your families' marriage. But we never held out hope for a good outcome for you two," Wang Jue's gaze darkly swept over Shen Yan, "You should know that you're not in a marriage of mutual affection, just fulfilling an old agreement."
Shen Yan was, of course, aware.
Even before their registration, Qi Si had told her that they would divorce in two years.
Her memory was good; she didn't need someone else to remind her.
Shen Yan narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Wang Jue calmly, her words shocking, "Do you like Qi Si?"
"What?" Wang Jue was speaking seriously when he suddenly choked on her words, coughing violently, "Cough cough..."
His eyes were red from coughing.
Damn!
She was doing this on purpose.
"You, what the hell... scaring me all of a sudden... cough cough..."
