Gao Wu: Um Pouquinho Investido, Dez Mil Vezes o Retorno
“Shen Xing, eu me arrependi!” Quando Song Yaxin viu que o seu noivo, um desperdício que ela preferia morrer do que casar, tendo esgotado todos os meios e esquemas para expulsá-lo, casou com a irmã e a
"I will never marry Shen Xing, not even if it kills me!"
Tang Xinya, her eyes brimming with tears, pressed the muzzle of a pistol against her own temple, her hand steady as she faced the assembled crowd in the great hall.
Every person present was a member of the Tang family.
To witness the family's long-awaited prodigy resorting to such desperate measures threw the entire hall into chaos.
"Xinya, don't be rash! A gun is not a toy—what if it goes off by accident? Please, put it down!" Her father, Tang Tianming, struggled to maintain his composure, hoping his usual authority would make his daughter obey.
Click.
In response, Tang Xinya disengaged the safety with a cold, mechanical sound.
"Xinya! Please, don't! It's your father's fault, all my fault! I swear I won't force you anymore!" At the same time, her mother, Zhao Sujuan, beat her fists against her husband, sobbing uncontrollably.
"It's all your fault! Do something! If anything happens to our daughter, I won't want to go on living either!"
Tang Tianming sighed, his voice heavy with pain. "Xinya. Ten years ago, Shen Xing's father gave his life to save your grandfather. To repay such a debt, the old man promised you would marry Shen Xing as soon as you both came of age."
"I know you've just passed the qualification test with a result of one in a million—S-class. You've already been admitted to Qingbei Martial Academy, the top institution."
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