Shi Che's eyes briefly flashed with light, yet his gaze remained fixed on Ling Yunshu's face.
Ling Yunshu smiled slightly, restraining the tremble in her voice, and slowly began, "You don't have to divorce Chuxia, and you don't have to marry me either. We can put on a play in front of Madam to fulfill her wishes."
The light in Shi Che's eyes slightly condensed, and he spoke in a deep voice, "Put on a play?"
"Yes!"
Ling Yunshu seemed to shrug casually and said, "You wouldn't want to be at a standoff with Madam forever, would you? Given her current condition, all we can do is comply. As for the woman you are to marry, if it isn't me, it will be some other woman. You might as well marry me, at least, I won't cling to you."
Shi Che's brows slightly furrowed and the light in his eyes stirred, still inscrutable as ever. He looked at her, his thin lips slightly pursed, and then he spoke, "Why would you do this?"
Shi Che's gaze made Ling Yunshu's heart tighten slightly.
