Li Jiaqi tightly clasped her hands, a struggle evident in her eyes.
Being Ou Mijia's bridesmaid already made her uncomfortable.
And now asking her to say something wishing Mr. He and Ou Mijia a long and happy life together—she couldn't do it.
That was the man she loved, the man she wanted to be with forever. She couldn't say it.
No matter how humble one might be, they cannot be so cruel to themselves!
She let out a cold laugh but said nothing.
"What, you don't want to say it? Or is it that you still love him?" Ou Mijia raised her eyebrows, the scar on her face becoming more hideous.
He Yingdong turned his head and looked coldly at Ou Mijia, "Alright, stop it!"
"Okay, husband, if you say stop, I'll stop. But you have to kiss me!"
She wrapped her arms around his waist, determined to show it to Li Jiaqi.
To make her give up!
"Don't make a fuss, I've told you, I marry you willingly!" He Yingdong's tone was still somewhat soft, as if coaxing her.
