Su Ye sneered, "Fine, Gu Yan, you want to force me into a dead end."
The annoyance seeped into Gu Yan's brows as he countered, "Being with me is a dead end, but being with Shen Qifeng isn't?"
"Shen Qifeng can marry me, can you?"
"Su He wants to marry me off to Qin Xiaohua, don't you know? If I don't turn to Shen Qifeng, should I turn to you? Gu Yan, if you really don't want to part ways, then dump Su Wanqing and marry me."
"Can you do that?"
Su Ye taunted him with biting sarcasm, and Gu Yan's expression grew increasingly cold; of course, he couldn't do it.
Seeing that he did not speak, she mocked him with a laugh, "This is the last time, Gu Yan, there won't be a next time. If you can't marry me, then stop harassing me, or else, if you push me into a dead end, I will drag you and Su Wanqing down to hell with me!"
Su Ye's harsh voice echoed in his ears, and as Gu Yan watched her receding figure, a sharp chill flashed in the depths of his eyes.
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