On the other end of the call, Han Chao fell silent for a moment.
Then he slowly sighed.
"The marriage proposal ends here."
"You and Yang Fan... were destined to meet, but not to be together."
"What?"
The smile instantly vanished from Han Qing's face.
"How is that possible?"
"Father, didn't you say the Han Family wanted to win Yang Fan over, and that even the ancestor had personally stepped forward to arrange the match?"
"That is true."
Han Chao's tone was complicated.
"Yang Fan has indeed become Dao Companion with a female god from the Han Family."
"But that person... isn't you."
"Not me?"
Han Qing froze completely.
The next moment, she shot to her feet, her face filled with disbelief.
"H-how is that possible?"
"Who is it?"
Unmistakable resentment colored her voice.
She had waited so long and had even gone so far as to pursue him herself.
In the end, Yang Fan really had married a woman from the Han Family, yet that woman wasn't her?
"Enough."
Han Chao's voice grew stern.
"This matter is settled. Do not bring it up again."
"I'll arrange another match for you."
"I won't go!"
Han Qing refused without a second thought.
"Who besides Yang Fan is worthy of me?"
"Enough!"
Han Chao suddenly roared in anger.
"He is worthy of you!"
"But are you worthy of him?"
"F-Father, you..."
Han Qing stared blankly at the communication screen before her.
She had never imagined that her father, who had always doted on her, would say such a thing.
Han Chao drew a deep breath.
"Yang Fan is not as simple as you imagine."
"The Lineage has already arranged for someone more suitable to marry him."
"As for who she is... that is top secret."
"Even you cannot be told."
Han Qing