Wei Anning's heart was full of despair. If that night she hadn't seen the Duke bleeding or heard what he said, perhaps she wouldn't be shaken. As long as she persisted, she could certainly struggle out of this vortex.
"Gong Ting, you know me, I'm not suitable for this. In the end, maybe I won't bring honor to the Duke Mansion and the Gong Family, and might even drag you into the abyss." Wei Anning tried to persuade him.
"How is that different from canceling the engagement now?" Gong Ting said softly.
"That night by the pool, I said everything I needed to say, Ning'er, choose a ring." Gong Ting picked up a pair of rings, taking out the women's ring, held her finger, and before he could slip it on, the door to the VIP room was suddenly pushed open.
The two turned to look and saw Leng Youchen standing at the door, his eyes filled with icy anger, staring at them without blinking.
Wei Anning withdrew her finger, hiding it behind her back, guiltily avoiding his furious gaze.
