"You're insane!"
Xiang Yun disdainfully said: "I'm getting married tomorrow, how could I possibly give you another chance?"
Mo Zili's eyes dimmed, then he guiltily said: "Xiang Yun, I'm sorry, but I can't let you get married."
"You, by what right?"
Xiang Yun was furious and full of hate, glaring at him fiercely; if looks could kill, he would have already been dead hundreds of times over.
Facing her angry gaze, Mo Zili calmly said: "Exactly as it sounds, Xiang Yun, I don't want you to marry someone else. Give me a chance, come back to me, and I will make you the happiest woman in this world."
"Don't even think about it, you bastard!"
Xiang Yun, fuming with rage, crouched down, grabbed a handful of snow, formed it into a snowball, and fiercely threw it at Mo Zili's face.
Mo Zili turned his head, dodging her attack, and Cui Lu seized the opportunity to pounce forward, hugging Mo Zili tightly and shouting: "Miss, run now——"
