Despite considering himself successful, he was merely a delicate flower in a greenhouse compared to Chu Feng, who had been hardened on the battlefield and possessed an imposing aura.
Especially when he witnessed big shots like Guan Ping An and Chen FengXing bowing and showing the utmost respect to Chu Feng, he was completely dumbfounded, and his mind went blank.
His legs weakened, and he wished he could kneel before Chu Feng.
Ye Mei'er wiped away her tears, her eyebrows furrowed, and a hint of disgust and disdain appeared on her beautiful face.
Was this her future husband? The man she was supposed to entrust her life to?
Compared to Feng, Xue Lang was nothing!
Originally, everybody had their own interest in this gathering. Now, Ye Mei'er's remaining goodwill toward Xue Lang had completely vanished.
Chu Feng turned around and looked at Xue Changfeng and his wife, asking, "Master Xue, what do you think?"
"Of course, it would be an honor for the Xue family if Mei'er marries into our family. We will definitely treat her as our own daughter." Xue Changfeng quickly expressed his excitement.
This was the sister of the Dragon Soul's God of War. How could the Xue family not treat her well?
"Yes, we will definitely treat Mei'er well." Mrs. Xue was even more excited. She urged Xue Lang, who was standing beside her, "What are you still hesitating for? Hurry up and say something!"
Xue Changfeng and his wife were extremely disappointed. How could their son be so useless at such a critical moment? What happened to all those sweet nothings he used to tell other girls?
Xue Lang finally reacted and quickly said, "Dragon Lord, rest assured, I will definitely treat Mei'er well. I—"
Xue Lang subconsciously reached out to hold Ye Mei'er's hand, but she pushed him away.
"No, I don't like you. I have never liked you. I won't go through with this marriage." Ye Mei'er suddenly shouted like a mad woman, tears filling her eyes.
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