Yes, this man was very dangerous—anyone who got close to him would end up in a disaster without redemption.
An Ruo’s heart was actually filled with fear for him, but her gaze was devoid of emotion.
Tang Yuchen walked towards her and stopped half a step away from her.
He reached out and gently lifted her chin with his hand, gently tilting her head up, his voice tender as he spoke, "Baby, when we first got married, I didn’t prepare a wedding for you. Today I specifically want to make it up to you, hoping you’ll like it."
"Why won’t you divorce me?" An Ruo questioned instead of answering.
"Is divorcing me that important?"
"Yes, it’s very important. Tang Yuchen, you know that what I want most is a divorce from you. Why do you deceive me, why mock me, why don’t you get a divorce?!"
An Ruo’s voice grew more agitated. She shook his hand off forcefully and couldn’t help but sneer, "Do you enjoy playing me ? I’m telling you, today I’d rather die than have this wedding with you!"
The man’s expression darkened, his eyes narrowing slightly, "Not having a wedding with me won’t change the fact that we are husband and wife."
"...I’ll definitely find a way to divorce you!"
"Divorce?" Tang Yuchen scoffed, "An Ruo, I won’t agree, and even if you died, I wouldn’t divorce you. You might as well behave and carry out the wedding ceremony with me."
"What if I refuse even if it means my death?" An Ruo’s tone was cold, her gaze equally chilly, "Tang Yuchen, you think you have control over everything, right? But you’re wrong. I won’t listen to you anymore; I won’t let you manipulate me!"
Having said that, she turned to leave. Suddenly, a hand landed on her shoulder, grasping her shoulder so tightly it almost crushed her bones.
An Ruo frowned but didn’t let herself cry out in pain.
"Baby, don’t you want to know what happened to your parents back then?"
Her eyes flickered slightly, and with a hook of his lips, Tang Yuchen said with a pale smile, "Have the wedding with me, and I’ll tell you the truth. Isn’t this a profitable deal?"
He thought that she would definitely agree.
After all, having a wedding was just a ceremony. Whether it was held or not, they were husband and wife anyway. It was better to make the deal with him.
However, An Ruo was silent for a few seconds, then turned around with a faint smile, "I’m sorry, but I no longer want to know the truth. So, I won’t make this deal with you. If you want to have a wedding, go by yourself!"
Hmph, does the truth necessarily have to come from his mouth?
She could just as well investigate on her own.
Anyways, she wouldn’t let him have everything his way, nor would she naively let him manipulate and mock her.
Tang Yuchen’s expression suddenly became very cold, his dark and brooding eyes staring at her as he threatened in a low voice, "Do you know the consequences of defying me?"
That sentence again—she was tired of hearing it.
An Ruo fearlessly spoke up, "Kill me? Then kill me. Even if it means death, I won’t have a wedding with you today!"
He had deceived her, making her believe they were already divorced. The frustration was suffocating her, and naturally, she wouldn’t let him have his way.
Moreover, Yun Feixue was supposed to be the bride. Suddenly making her the bride was supposed to make a spectacle of her, to turn her into the center of everyone’s gossip, wasn’t it?
Besides, how could she possibly have a wedding with him!
A wedding is a sacred ceremony, and he did not deserve to have one with her!
She didn’t have the mood or the patience to go through a wedding with him!
A chilling coldness suddenly burst forth in the man’s eyes.