“I’ll promise you.” A weak voice sounded out just as Qin Yu was about to step out of the doors. When Qin Yu heard it, he wore a cold smile. He turned around and he looked at the haggard girl standing in the courtyard.

Xin Yan might seem strong, but it was just a facade. For a long time, she had been on the border of collapsing. Her facade shattered thoroughly when Qin Yu threatened her with Lin Yun. She was a rose who lost her colors.

“Good. The wedding will take place ten days from now. I’ll even give you a grand wedding. After the wedding, your clansmen will regain their surname and they will no longer be slaves. As for your junior brother, I can promise you that no one will touch him,” smiled Qin Yu gently.

Xin Yan’s face was pale as she clenched her jaw. She stared at Qin Yu for a long time before she gnashed her teeth, “Qin Yu, I’ve never seen someone as despicable as you. If I had a choice, I would cut you down right here and now.”

Her words were colder than winter...