Gu Qingxue's cold attitude was like a sharp blade that ruthlessly pierced Mo Yunye's heart, causing him to feel heartache and not know what to do for a moment. "Qingxue, must you treat me with this kind of attitude? I know I've crossed the line, but how can you not even give me a chance to explain!"
Gu Qingxue laughed coldly as if she had just heard the funniest joke in the world. "Mo Yunye, why should I give you a chance? When you suddenly requested His Majesty to bestow a marriage in public, did you give me a chance to prepare in advance?"
Mo Yunye's expression froze. He bit his lip and said, "I know that I was wrong in this matter. I apologize to you. Qingxue, I was worried that you would reject me, so I did that."