"If I married you today, that would be my biggest regret."

Su Ruoying's eyes flashed a trace of perseverance, as if she had made a choice. In a twinkle, she took all the ornaments off her body, threw them on the ground, and turned to walk down the corridor.

"This is Sujiabao. Can you just walk away if you say so?"

Su Yang's face was cold and he reached out and pulled Su Rouying back. His palm was around her neck. His voice was as low as the devil: "Today's wedding, you don't want to end, you have to end. You are my wife in Su Yang. Nobody can change...