Mu Yanchen took the bouquet with a slight frown, his expression appeared cold.
He walked slowly to the door and went through the process. He arrived at her boudoir and swung open the door. She was sitting on the bed, her white wedding dress spread out like a sacred lily.
She kept her head down, her veil covering her face. Through the veil, she looked up and met his eyes. Facing each other, but they seemed to be deep in their own thoughts.
For him, marrying her was a matter of complying with orders.
For her, marrying him was but a last resort.
Their union was not based on any feelings at all. Therefore, unlike other weddings where the couple would be sweet and romantic towards each other, the two of them looked at each other as if they were strangers!
After going through the process, Mu Yanchen led Song Enya to the wedding car. The two of them got into the back seat, the noise outside faded. Finally, Song Enya said softly, âI thought that you wouldnât turn up today!â
The man remained silent.
Song Enya glanced at him and sneered. âMu Yanchen, you donât have to direct your unhappiness at me! Do you think Iâm willing to marry you?! Itâs all because...â
Mu Yanchen abruptly turned to look at her and asked meaningfully, âDo you think that itâs such a glorious thing for a bride to be abandoned by the groom on their wedding day?â
Song Enyaâs eyes widened. âAre you saying that you wish to throw me out of the car?! How dare you?!â
âSong Enya, do you know how much I hate your despicable face? Iâd be dirtying my hands if I threw you out of the car.â
Song Enya was thoroughly humiliated and became even more furious. She sneered, âIf you think youâre so great, donât touch me then, after weâre married!â
âFine.â
Mu Yanchen said scornfully, âThe very thought of my wife once having undergone IVF for the sake of another man is as disgusting as swallowing a thousand flies!â
Song Enya retorted sarcastically, âWhat about you? Do you think youâre any better? You, Mu Yanchen, come from an elite family, yet you fawn over a high-class prostitute as if sheâs a precious gem!â
âA prostitute?â Mu Yanchenâs gaze was dangerous.
âWhy, did I say something wrong?! Isnât Meng Qingxue one?!â
Song Enya said in disgust, âThe entertainment industry is a big dye vat. People say that those involved in the entertainment industry are scheming and are high-class prostitutes! I think Meng Qingxue lives up to the reputation! What has she done to cast such a spell over you?! Whatâs the difference between you and Mu Yazhe? Both of you are blinded by cheap sluts! But even then, your second brother has both means and capability. Even after leaving Mu Group, he still has his own standing. What about you?! Youâre only a pitiful puppet!â
âShut up!â Song Enya was seething in anger. She wasnât going to shut up. She said even more insolently, âMu Yanchen, youâre a good-for-nothing! You think you can compete with Mu Yazhe?! You canât even come within a fingerâs length of him if you spent your whole life trying!â
Enraged, Mu Yanchen suddenly reached out and grabbed her throat. âSong Enya, donât think that I wonât dare to do anything to you!â
Song Enya ignored his threat. Glaring at him angrily, she impudently said, âDo it! Do it if you have the guts! Iâm your wife; if you have the guts, strangle me to death! Let the world see how ruthless you are!â
âYouâ!â
âI bet you wonât dare to either!â