Gu Zhaohan's words instantly filled the room with an eerie silence.
The air, previously ablaze, suddenly turned frosty cold.
Gu Mingzhu, feeling uneasy, had just followed from inside the room.
As she approached the entrance, she happened to hear Gu Zhaohan's words.
Gu Mingzhu froze, dumbstruck.
The reactions of everyone else were similar to Gu Mingzhu's.
Even Xia Yangyang couldn't respond for a moment.
She stared at Gu Zhaohan's rigid profile.
Only Gu Qichen, his body radiating coldness, spoke, "Xiao Han, have you gone mad?
Gu Zhaohan turned around, his face calm, "The mad one should be you, uncle. You abandoned your own fiancée on the night of your engagement, and now you're forcing my fiancée to remarry you. Uncle, be clear, Yangyang is not your wife, nor is she a tool at your disposal. You have no right to coerce her into anything she doesn't want to do."