"Luu Wenlin, you'll regret this! If you have the guts, say that again!"
The panicked expression they expected to see on Luu Wenlin's face never appeared. Instead, his face was a picture of resolve.
"I said I'm not going through with this marriage!"
"You… you better think this through!" Dai Yingyue exclaimed, quickly standing up. "If you don't get married, you won't get the deposit for the banquet back, and all your friends and relatives have been invited. Are you really going to call off the wedding just like that?"
Perhaps he had been uncertain before, but now Luu Wenlin had made up his mind. He was no longer afraid. It was obvious that Dai Yingyue's threats were useless.
Luu Wenlin extended his hand. "I'm not getting married! Give me back the Two Cents bride price I paid."
