Ye Jinghong stared at me. "Are you very happy? Feeling accomplished?"
I froze for a moment. This was a deadly question—there was no right way to answer it.
I put on a bewildered expression. "No, how could this happen? How could it be like this?"
"What do you mean? You don't want to marry her, or you don't want to marry me? Hmph, it's probably that you don't want to marry me. Your wedding with Qianqian was decided long ago, and the Elder Council has been preparing for it for quite some time. Now that you suddenly have to marry one more woman, you're this conflicted?"
I knew it would be like this.
I hurriedly said, "Of course not. Actually, I never agreed to marry Qianqian from the beginning."
"Is that so? But it seems like you never objected, either, did you?" Ye Jinghong refused to let the matter go now that she had the upper hand.
It seemed I really had never objected. Could it be that, deep down, I had wanted to marry Qianqian all along?
I sighed. "I don't know how to explain it, but this was never something I could control." I really had been pushed step by step into this situation, but it was also true that I had never opposed the marriage.
Only then did Ye Jinghong sigh softly. "All right, stop acting like you've been wronged after getting such a bargain. This should be the best outcome. Good thing you didn't reject Qianqian, or things would have become troublesome."
"Why?" I was somewhat puzzled.
Ye Jinghong sneered. "Why would she save you if she had no connection to you? If she hadn't stepped in, you probably would have died in Pompeii City long ago. Even Ying Gou could at most save himself; he