Hate to marry? To play? What an ironic word!

Mo Yue withdrew her hand, raised her head and drank the wine in the glass. Tears also fell from the corners of her eyes. The embarrassment caused to her by Song Yanran and Lu Zichen today had already reached her bottom line.

She stabilized her body and sneered, "No matter how bad I am, I won't pick up dirty things." She focused her eyes on Song Yanran, "As long as I want to marry, there will definitely be someone.

Marry!" She raised her voice, with a hint of confidence on her pale and delicate face.

Both Lu Zichen and Song Yanran's eyes were burning with anger, and the flames they sprayed seemed to burn through Mo Yue.

"Mo Yue, let's make a bet today. If you can't do it today, you have to kneel on the ground and apologize." Song Yanran's eyes flashed with a hint of sinisterness. What kind of status does the Lu family have? She doesn't believe there are still people.

How dare you not give the Lu family face.

Mo Yue's pupils tightened, and the hands on her sides also tightened. Song Yanran's smile made her particularly uncomfortable. She leaned forward and said word by word: "If I can do it, you have to admit it."

You are a mistress." She deliberately emphasized the word mistress.

"good!"

After getting the answer, Mo Yue turned around and looked at the guests in the audience, and whispered: "My name is Mo Yue. I am 12 years old this year. My parents are still alive. I am here today to propose marriage on this red carpet!"

She felt extremely uneasy. One minute, two minutes... but no one was willing to come forward.

Yes, she actually forgot about the Lu family's status in S City. Is she really going to let Song Yanran succeed today?

"Mo Yue, it's time for you to fulfill your promise. Kneel down and apologize." Song Yanran's voice was so sharp that it resounded throughout the entire venue.

Mo Yue bit her lower lip tightly. When she saw Song Yanran's proud smiling face, the hatred in her heart boiled.

Her legs were gradually bending, and her heart was breaking a little bit.

"Miss, will you marry me?" A low and magnetic male voice suddenly sounded, and Mo Yue's movements stopped instantly.

Mo Yue raised her head and turned to look in the direction of the sound source. It was him? The man who just handed her the wine and glass.

He exuded a strong aura, and even though he didn't do anything, it gave people an invisible pressure. At this moment, he was walking towards her step by step.

Song Yanran's expression turned pale, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

The man stopped in front of Mo Yue and asked: "Your answer."

Mo Yue stared blankly at the man standing in front of her. The surroundings were extremely quiet, so quiet that she could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

Lu Zichen's shocked expression caught her eye, and she understood that the identity of the man standing in front of her was not simple, and she seemed to have seen this man before somewhere.

Did she really want to marry this strange man in front of her? She hesitated.

When her eyes accidentally fell on Song Yanran, the feeling of humiliation hit her again. She gritted her teeth, looked at the man and said seriously, "I do."

The man's stern face relaxed a little, and he looked at Mo Yue, "From today on, you are my wife, Lu Yichen."

Lu Yichen's voice was not loud, but it fell heavily on Mo Yue's heart.

Lu Yichen? What is his relationship with the Lu family?

Mo Yue gave Lu Yichen a complicated look. She had not forgotten her original intention, so she bypassed Lu Yichen and walked to Song Yanran, "Is it now time for you to fulfill your promise?"

Song Yan then took a few steps back and said in panic: "I, I didn't promise you just now, what kind of promise? Did you hear it?" After that, she looked at the guests in the audience and asked.
Chapter completed!