“Dong Fang Yu, remember everything you brought me today! I never want to see you again – you stupid, shameless fool!” She was genuinely angry, not because of his rage but due to his indifference. As she walked past him, she turned back and smiled: “Actually, I should thank you. Although you embarrassed me today, at least you let me be the protagonist, even if I was framed by you!” Sighing bitterly, she hurriedly left. She wanted to cry but couldn’t; she had no reason to. He was not hers and had no right to infringe on her feelings. She could only exit, as the true female lead was about to take the stage.
Perhaps because she was leaving too hastily, she didn’t notice the tripping stone outside the pavilion and fell awkwardly.
Today must be her devil’s day; even heaven was against her.
Dong Fang Yu’s eyes never left her, and he had the impulse to help her up.
“Miss, are you alright?” Prince Dong Fang Hong gently extended his hand, speaking softly.
“Thank you! Today is my unlucky day! I’m fine!” A bleak smile crossed her face. The moment she looked up, she almost froze. Oh no, was heaven really joking with her?
“Yu, why won’t you explain? Can you stop and listen to me for a moment?” Qingcheng looked desperate at his retreating back. Yiqing, Che-ge, Hong-ge, Yu, and herself had grown up together. She had once been infatuated with Hong-ge but only faced pain. It was Yu who had given her everything. It was her own fault for not cherishing what she had.
“Qinger, don’t say anymore. We will marry in five days, and I will welcome you into my home!” He stopped and spoke calmly. Marrying her was his dream, but he didn’t feel happy at all.
“Yu, I know you want to protect me. To drive away that princess by marriage, you let that girl pretend to be the one you love most.”
