Song Lianhe's eyelashes fluttered, and she scoffed inwardly.
'So what? He's not insisting, but you are?'
She curled her lip, not bothering to hide the mockery on her face. Zhou Cangyan glanced at her, taking in her unsubtle expression, and said nonchalantly, "I hear you want to annul the engagement."
Song Lianhe froze.
'Are all villains this bold and direct? It really goes to show how different your perspective is when you're a part of the story! I never appreciated the villain's charm when I was reading the book. All those dry adjectives—"ruthlessly decisive," "cold-blooded," "scheming"—they were all just there to make the male lead look good!'
'To put it bluntly, he was just a high-quality tool!'
'But now that the villain had decisively ripped away the fig leaf covering the situation between her and the male lead, he'd suddenly grown ten feet tall in her eyes!'
'Beautifully done!'
"You seem quite concerned with my engagement, Imperial Uncle."
