Mo Beichen's eyes lit up for a moment, then he recalled Gu Qian's words and gave a wry smile. "If she really cared about me, she wouldn't repeatedly ignore my feelings. Xiaoqin, don't comfort me anymore."
Li Yeqi poured a glass of wine unhurriedly and took a sip. "If she truly has no feelings for you, what will you do next? Marry Miss Shen and completely give up on her?"
His question hit the nail on the head, striking directly at Mo Beichen's sore spot. Mo Beichen's face turned pale. He grabbed the bottle, poured himself a full glass, then drank it all down. In a fit of pique, he said, "Since she wants me to marry Shen Jue, I'll do as she wishes."
Li Yeqi shook his head in disapproval. "Are you trying to punish her or punish yourself?"
Gambling with your lifelong happiness, what's the point?
Mo Beichen was left speechless by his question, and after a long silence, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who says marrying Shen Jue is punishing myself? Maybe it will be my relief."
