"If you already know, then why bother asking."
"Do you not realize that it's our turn to go on stage and drink the wedding wine? Your leaving would cause me to lose face in front of so many people." Sheng Miao clenched her fists, speaking with cold firmness, "I won't allow you to go."
Mo Shiche raised his hand and gripped her shoulder, easily setting her aside.
Sheng Miao, however, took the opportunity to grab his hand and held on tightly, "Mo Shiche! Can't you understand what I'm saying? Today is our wedding day. I will not allow you to go find Sheng Tang. You must go on stage with me and drink the wedding wine. If you dare to leave, I will never let Little Peach off the hook!"
