"You—!" Lan Yunzhu was speechless with rage. Her lovely eyes glared at Li Qiye; she really wanted to teach this little brat a lesson.
Li Qiye, completely unperturbed, smiled at Lan Yunzhu. "What do you plan to do about this marriage contract? It seems your Qianli River is in quite a hurry to dissolve it."
"Hmph. What's the rush, old man? I'm a perfectly eligible young lady, and even I'm not anxious. What are you so worked up about?" Lan Yunzhu retorted irritably.
With a deadpan expression, Li Qiye spread his hands. "How could I not be anxious? I suddenly and inexplicably gained a wife. That's a terrible development for me. I'm the one getting the short end of the stick here; you'll have to compensate me for my losses."
