As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yeqing kicked the door open. A man and a woman were sitting inside. Hearing the loud noise, they both stood up.
Seeing Zhao Yeqing, the man resolutely protected the guilt-ridden woman behind him…
Zhao Yeqing’s tiger-like eyes widened, and he roared: “Lu Wushuang, how dare you! If you didn’t want to marry me, why did you agree to the marriage in the first place? And why did you elope with him on the day before our wedding? Do you know you’ve completely disgraced the Mingjiang Mountain Villa?”
The woman hiding behind the man stepped forward and knelt before Zhao Yeqing. “Young Master, I’m sorry. The marriage wasn’t my choice, it was my father who…” She couldn’t finish before crying helplessly…
Zhao Yeqing sat in a chair, frowning impatiently. “Crying now is too early. You can cry when I execute him.” He looked viciously at the man opposite, noticing from his eyes that he had no internal martial arts and was clearly an ordinary person.
Lu Wushuang immediately stood up, blocking the man. “Young Master, this is all my fault. It has nothing to do with Shan Bin. Please let him go. I’ll bear all the blame.”
The man called Shan Bin again stood in front of Lu Wushuang. Firmly, he said: “This has nothing to do with Wushuang. It was my idea. I persuaded Wushuang to leave with me. You can kill or punish me as you wish.”
Lu Wushuang held Shan Bin’s hand. “Shan Bin, how can you say that? If you die, I won’t live either.”
Shan Bin held her hand without caring about others. “Fool, what’s the point of living in this world without you?”
Suddenly, they both knelt before Zhao Yeqing.
Shan Bin said: “Young Master, we know we’ve wronged you and have no face to ask for forgiveness. We only ask that after our deaths, you bury us together. We couldn’t be together in life, but we hope to be together every day after death. We hope you can grant us this.” They kowtowed to Zhao Yeqing.
