Muxilin impatiently drank all the red wine in the cup and poured himself another glass. "Yes, I must marry you, and you have no right to choose."

Tang Shi nodded as if he were dead. "OK, you have successfully caught my weakness. You know my mother is my bottom line, and I will not let myself get involved with Tongtong in any way. Muxilin, you are really getting more and more cruel."

"I'm flattered," murcie sneered. "But if you want to talk about ruthlessness, who can be your rival? In front of you, I'm willing to bow down... "

"... "Tang poetry's heart is painful and tired," well, if you...