บท 700: Killing Intent

It was unclear how much time had passed before Zhong Yating spoke again. Her tone remained calm. "Have you vented your anger now?"

In her composed voice, there was no trace of resentment or bitterness, almost as if nothing had transpired.

However, this demeanor, rather than soothing, sent shivers down the spine.

Observing Zhong Yating's demeanor, Huangfu Ruixiang felt a growing unease. After a deep breath, he continued, "Zhong Yating, don't assume that this will make me compromise. Let me make it clear, I will never marry you."

Zhong Yating offered no support to his future; she was not the kind of wife he could accept. The previous engagement had been a mistake, and now he aimed to rectify it.