Ignoring the burning pain on her face, Lan Ruoyou quickly wiped away her tears, stood up and forced a smile.

"Lan Ruoyou, please remember this for me - you are just one of my cauldrons. You are not qualified to negotiate any conditions with me. If I let you live a few more years, you can live a few more years. Do you understand?

?”

Zhou Xingyu said gloomily.

"I understand..."

Lan Ruoyou took a deep breath and forced an ugly smile on her face.

If she wants to live, she must please this Zhou Xingyu.

"After today's wedding, you and I will officially consummate our marriage..."

Zhou Xingyu said coldly.

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Lan Ruoyou's arm, swayed, and disappeared into the room.
Chapter completed!