"Ha, a fake marriage?" He sneered, especially mocking.
The next second, he threw a small red book at her face.
"We've already gotten the marriage certificate, and you're telling me it's a fake marriage!"
Fu Nancheng felt utterly ridiculous, his entire being like a madman with rage!
The marriage certificate hit her face, burning hot and painfully.
Qiao Mo's tears fell instantly. She lowered her eyes and said softly, "The marriage certificate is also fake."
Fu Nancheng chuckled lightly, gripping her chin to make her meet his gaze: "Fake? Fake enough to invite guests! Fake enough to widely distribute wedding invitations! Fake enough to hire a priest!"
He roared, feeling as if his lungs might burst.
Qiao Mo's tears pattered down. Did he really not believe her?
"Speak!" He shouted, like a beast gone mad.
Qiao Mo's body trembled, shaking all over, eyes filled with tears, yet she defiantly spoke up: "What right do you have to criticize me? Aren't you also engaged to someone else?"
