Looking at Mo Chuxi's expression at this moment, it was clear he wasn't joking.
Wen Xin looked at the man holding Yan Xinxin's hand not far away, his bold and sharp features, his flawless and handsome face—he was the man of her dreams.
But she was indeed wrong.
She didn't understand Mo Chuxi at all, yet she kept stepping on landmines with him.
"Why don't you hurry up and apologize!"
Wen Xin was still hesitating, when suddenly she heard Madam Xiao's urging voice whispering in her ear.
"If you apologize first, this matter will be over. Do you really want everyone in Ancheng to laugh at our Xiao family? After this matter is resolved, we'll settle another score!"
"..."
The meaning behind these words was clear to Wen Xin.
She secretly bit her lip, clutching the bouquet tightly.
Humph.
Old hag!
Anyway, the marriage certificate has been obtained!
Before she bleeds the Xiao family dry, she would absolutely not divorce Xiao Yiran!
