92 Chapter 92: Tonight's wedding

Nangong Xun chased after Mu Ru and stood behind her. "Do you see all this?" He asked as he reached out to pull her into his embrace. Mu Ru was trembling. He whispered into her ear. "Mu Ru, I'm not lying to you, and I won't lie to you. Marry me, okay? We're supposed to be husband and wife, right?"

Mu Ru wriggled out of his embrace and leaned against the wall to move to the side. She was extremely nervous and flustered. However, her tone was very calm. "Mr. Nangong, please forgive me. I know that the Xi family broke off the engagement without your consent, but I still hope that you will accept the payment of two hundred million as compensation for the damages made. I'm already married, so—"

"I don't care." Nangong Xun waved his hand, clearly annoyed by Mu Ru's nagging. A little impatiently, he said, "I've already told you about the nature of your marriage, so don't bring it up again."

"But I care," Mu Ru answered quickly. Her voice trembled as she said, "Mr. Nangong, even though I am just a little girl, and even though I don't read much, and even though I have just entered started university, I know what's right and wrong. A good horse doesn't deserve two saddles, and a good woman doesn't marry two men. Since I'm already married to Dongfang Mo, then I'm born to be Dongfang Mo's person, and I will be with him until I die. I am—"

"Enough!" Nangong Xun said, quickly cutting off what Mu Ru was saying. He unhappily shouted, "Xi Muru, I'll repeat for the last time—your marriage with Dongfang Mo doesn't count. From a legal and factual point of view, you are not husband and wife."

He suddenly waved to two women behind him and said, "Bring Miss Xi back to her room to bathe. Change her clothes, comb her hair, and put on her makeup. The wedding will be held as planned tonight."

"Yes!" The two women quickly came forward. Mu Ru looked at them and then at Nangong Xun, who was already heading downstairs. She could not help but chase after him and shout, "Mr. Nangong, why are you doing this? This isn't right. You can't force me!"

Nangong Xun stopped at the corner of the stairs and turned around. He looked at Mu Ru, who was at the top of the stairs, and the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Xi Muru, don't you find your question funny?" Nangong Xun almost laughed out loud. Without waiting for Mu Ru's reply, he immediately said, "Didn't you think about it? You and I were originally engaged five years ago. It's only right and proper for us to be married according to the marriage contract. You said so yourself that it was a forced arrangement. Then what about your marriage to Dongfang Mo? You never even knew him, but you ended up marrying him. Isn't that a forced marriage? What marriage do you have with Dongfang Mo if it was done that way then?"

After hearing Nangong Xun's answer, Xi Muru was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Meanwhile, the two maids beside her couldn't help but laugh out loud. They didn't expect that the usually serious Nangong Xun would be involved in such a humorous moment.

Nangong Xun left without saying anything more. Mu Ru did not respond to him as well. She just stood on the deck in a daze. The two maids immediately came forward to invite Mu Ru back to her room. They told her that they were going to help her prepare for her wedding, which was going to take place in two hours.

In a gloomy tone, Mu Ru said, "Ladies, I really don't want to marry him. Please let me go."