Wen Cheng’s heart trembled. He felt that he had been targeted by a poisonous snake.
She really could not understand how she had offended her.
The city lord of Wen Yuan’s face sank. He forced himself to remain calm and said, “And then?”
What right did the first city lord have to make decisions for Wolf official marquis?
The first city lord chuckled and said, “As you can see, Wolf official Marquis is my slave. It’s up to me to decide whether he lives or dies! I should naturally make the decisions for his affairs!”
“Shouldn’t you ask me first if you want to break off the engagement?”
He had only heard of asking his parents for permission for the marriage, but he had never heard of asking his master for permission.
He was completely pestering him.
“Even so, so what? My Wenyuan City Lord can break off the engagement if he wants to. What right do you have to reject it?”The Wenyuan City Lord’s words became cold and stern.