Chapter 4 — The Fateful Flight Ends

I remember reading in the newspaper — Lam Man's husband is a famous designer, the two of them are praised as the golden couple of the overseas Chinese design world. Ky Ngon Xuyen didn't answer, just raised his bloodshot eyes and stared at me as if he wanted to devour me. During the wedding preparations, I don't know how many calls I received reporting him being drunk. But only this time, I appeared. I said coldly: "Ky Ngon Xuyen, you think you're very lovesick, right?" "No matter how lovesick you act, in the end aren't you still engaged to me? You say you won't marry anyone but her, then what? Still marrying someone else. For the so-called company's benefit, betraying your heart, what's so noble?" "Wanting to be a saint, but also wanting to be a sacrificer. How ridiculous." Ky Ngon Xuyen sneered, his eyes not looking at him. me, just quietly sticking to the bottle of wine in my hand. "Giang Trinh Tam, do you think you're not fake? To achieve your goal, any trick can be used..." "We are the same type of people." I did not deny: "Then you should understand one thing more - if you dare to pick it up, you must also dare to let it down." The smell of alcohol on him was so strong that it made my nose sting. I left a sentence, then turned and left the office. My pretense is to protect the things I cherish. What about you, Ky Ngon Xuyen? Are you protecting power, status, or that distant girl? Or is it a vague, unrequited love from childhood? The next morning, I didn't change into my wedding dress. The people sitting in my dressing room are not bridesmaids, but a team of lawyers. The marriage contract and prenuptial agreement had been signed a long time ago, and I was no longer interested in playing mind games with Ky Ngon Xuyen anymore. If he insists on annulment — then let's meet in court. As long as he doesn't show up on time, I don't mind publicly tearing off the Ky family in front of all the guests. The guests were almost full, with only 15 minutes left until the wedding ceremony, Ky Ngon Xuyen pushed the door open and walked in. "Miss Giang, are you planning to wear jeans to marry me?"