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The cold spread from the soles of her feet to her entire body and mind. Yanran did not dare to make another sound. Now she was sure that the two of them were deliberately keeping themselves here.

Now that he was being controlled by someone in this room, he couldn't leave, nor could he ask for help. The only thing he could do was pray that they finished their game and let him out.

"Oh right, Darling, today seems to be your wedding night, right? Your bride wouldn't have turned into a mouse, would she? " The woman yawned as she let out a weird coquettish cry.

Yan Ran's heart shook as she heard that. The man on the bed was the man who had suddenly appeared and wanted to marry her. So it turned out that all of this was most likely caused by him!

Anger, in Yanran's heart, continuously spread. She who never knew what hatred was, at this moment, hated this so-called groom.

Obviously, he didn't love himself, but why did he use the marriage agreement between his grandpa and grandma to convince his father to marry him?

Although his father was a bit old-fashioned and a bit pedantic, he couldn't casually agree to marry him without having seen this man before. He must have used some technique to reassure his father. Or rather, it was more likely that he had used some condition to make his father agree to his request.

There were too many questions, too many questions that made Yanran stand there like she was facing a cold pond.

Soon, the sound of regular breathing could be heard from the bed. Yanran was like a silly ancient servant girl, standing there and worrying about her situation and the mysteries behind it all.

When his eyelids felt heavy, he once again heard that ambiguous sound coming from the bed. A new round of fighting between the demon spirits had begun.

This time, Yanran's heart wasn't beating as fast as the first time she heard it. There was only a hint of a sarcastic smile on his face as she listened to the conversation with a blank expression on his face.

Yanran didn't know exactly how much time had passed like this. She only felt that it had been centuries, all the way until …

The door opened soundlessly, and a gust of cold wind blew in. The two bodyguards who had brought her in earlier brought her out of the dark room as if they had night vision.

When she saw the faint yellow sunlight outside, she felt as if she had seen the light of day again. Tears of excitement welled up in her eyes, and she wanted to roar out loud.

After being led into a guest hall, Yanran saw a capable woman in her thirties or forties sitting on top of her. When she looked at her, disdain and ridicule flashed past her eyes.

The woman retracted her mocking gaze, pushed a piece of paper over, and said to her in an indifferent tone. "Miss Mo Yanran, sign your name on this piece of paper and you will be cut off from our Young Master!"

"Divorce Agreement!" A few large words caused Yanran's head to be in a daze, and she wanted to laugh out loud.

Grief, resentment, anger, resentment … She really wanted to loudly question these people. Just what was going on? That man had spent a great deal of effort to marry him, allowing him to watch a match. No, it was because he had heard of his demoness fight, and thus had made him sign his name and leave. Was he trying to tease him? Or perhaps, this was just that man's prank!

Yanran didn't have any good impression of this man who put the dignity of others under her feet. She grabbed the pen and was about to sign her name, but she was still unwilling. She raised her head and looked angrily at the woman, "I want to know why all of this happened?"

She hadn't slept well that night, and her eyes were bloodshot. Anger made her lips tremble slightly, and her eyes were also misted with tears. How could she, who was like this, feel pity for herself? Unfortunately, in that woman's eyes, she was just a cold and detached gaze.

"We are just following Young Master's instructions. Young Master has said that if you do not wish to sign the contract, you can live here as well. However, you will be the only one living here!"

She had played herself, and yet she was determined not to know the reason. No longer hesitating, Yanran signed her name on the paper. Raising her chin, she asked arrogantly, "Can I leave now?"

Satisfied with the agreement, the middle-aged beauty made a gesture of invitation. She was too lazy to even talk to her now.

At the door, a bodyguard handed 10 bills to her, "This is the taxi fare as ordered by the young master!"

It seemed like a thousand dollars was the perfect ending to her marriage. He really wanted to get used to the money, but after thinking about how he had no money on him, he realized that the journey was not short at all.

Taking out a hundred-dollar bill, she strode outside in large strides.

She felt that there was a pair of sinister, snake-like eyes staring at her from a certain building on the third floor. Yanran suddenly turned around to look at them.

The back of a man appeared, tall and determined. She couldn't see his face, but the blunt figure gave her a sense of danger.

She no longer watched as she quickly walked outside.

"She's gone. It seems like she's not willing to give up!" Ouyang Xiu looked at Yanran's rapidly disappearing back as he spoke to the man drinking tea behind him.

The man didn't even raise his head as he gently rotated the teacup in his hands, "So what if you don't want to? Who asked her to have a weak old man. "Who asked her to be the woman they'd ordered? If she wasn't, I wouldn't have used her to get rid of Jiang Yan'an."

He picked up his teacup and took a sip. Only then did he declare the truth with a cold and detached expression, as if he was talking about a very small matter. His choice of Yanran also seemed to be due to the favor he had shown her …

Ouyang Xiu smiled. He walked up to him and picked up another cup of tea. With a regretful tone, he said, "It's a pity. Such a beautiful and pure woman, her figure is good and her looks are bad. It's fine if you don't use her, but you don't even look at her. What a pity."

The man looked up at Ouyang Xiu. "If I had known this would happen, I would have let you into that room. I would have let you settle the matter with her first, then let Jiang Yan An enter here and suffer a grievance."

Ouyang Xiu was completely dumbfounded. There was still some lingering fear in his eyes when he looked at the man. He chuckled, "Forget it, I'm just saying it out loud." There are plenty of people out there who want to find a woman. There's no need to find a woman who would make you unhappy. However, this woman's future is ruined by you. I reckon that plate will completely destroy her! " Ouyang Xiu thought about that woman's unwillingness to be humiliated before he left, and his heart ached for some unknown reason.