Look at the way he talks, his demeanor—he's clearly someone who's spent too much time mingling with women.
And yet, he dares to call me unattractive, as if he's so handsome himself.
That scar across his brow, it's downright hideous!
"Father is doing this for your own good. Liu Qianhu has a bright future ahead of him. Your cousin has no feelings for you. If you marry him, you won't find happiness, and you'd only be a second wife. Don't be deceived just because he's the Princely Heir. Whether he can inherit that Earl title is still uncertain!"
"You child, why won't you use your brain?"
Lun Yiyi retorted sharply, "No, I want to marry my cousin. I love him for who he is, not because he's some Princely Heir!"
"Father, I'd rather die than marry that foul scoundrel!"
