Love in full bloom

His every word was like a bullet from a machine gun, hitting her aching nerves and shattering her fragile pride.

His disgusted eyes saw her from head to foot, as if criticizing a defective product full of defects.

Almost subconsciously, she turned back to him, not wanting to be hurt by his eyes again.

She was not worthy to be his bride, nor to wear white wedding dress.

She wouldn't be delusional.

She was self-aware.

"If you have nothing to do, go back. This is the brig, so it's not good to be seen coming by the elders."

He threw his drawing paper on the table. "A designer who doesn't look forward to a wedding is not going to make a good ring."

It was like five strikes, making her vomit blood for three liters with deep internal wounds. "If I were to look forward to a wedding, wouldn't I want to divorce you and find a man who wouldn't mind me and would take me to church to be married?" She was a little angry as well as a little annoyed, her voice sounding shrill.

His thick, beautiful brows wrinkling, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her over, forcing her to face him. "You heartless, soulless bride, do you feel like going to church to be married?"

You gave your heart and soul to another man, leaving only a dirty shell for your husband. A woman like you was ruining the wedding!

Her heart was torn violently. "You have left me a shell, either, just like me."

He scoffed with great irony and contempt. "Does my body belong to you?"

"It doesn't belong to me, so I don't even

myself was too desolate, too miserable!

all the subtle changes in her expression. "Dear little hedgehog, are you

take on a melancholy look. "I feel sorry for myself. If I hadn't married you, maybe one day in the future, I would have met a man who really loves me, so I wouldn't

"Would you give him your heart and forget

She bit her lips.

Shi Cong. She could never fall in love with anyone

a good wife, and would give him anything but her heart.

and would not speak to others, so as not to let it affect their relationship.

just saying it. After all, I'm married to you. There's no ifs."

was a deep, sneering smile on his face. "A woman without a heart does not

and soul, I'm still a puppet. It

her voice full

meaningless fantasy, and didn’t want to waste time and energy to fight for the emotions beyond

was fire in his cold eyes, and his critical eye shot like an arrow from the fire and struck hard at her Achilles' heel. "Hell is the best place for a woman like you."

It was as if a stream of heat had rushed into her eyes, forming a mist that obscured

them from gushing out like tears, in order to keep him from seeing her

find a pure, noble, and elegant woman to be your wife, finding a woman you love, to love her, and living

her savagely, and his chest heaving so violently that his breathing became rapid and heavy, he gasping

to go out of control. After a long time his anger turned into an odd sneer. "You mean I should divorce you and

in her eyes was

purity, nobility and grace to Mo Mengshan.

"I don't mean Mo