Chapter 65: What Is He?_1

"You want to marry into a wealthy family, fine, I'll grant your wish, but you? How dare you elope with another man while bearing the title of my fiancée, Ye Che? Xia Weiyi, do you really think the cuckold's hat fits so comfortably on my head?"

"Or is it that—" Ye Che paused, his fingertips gently brushed her cheek, gliding down her slender neck to rest on her collarbone, and then, enunciating each word with deliberate clarity, he said, "Or is it that you're just so desperate, having done it so many times and yet still unsatisfied, you lowly woman crave other men?"

With Ye Che's humiliating words punctuated by pauses, Xia Weiyi's face turned pale. Her lips trembled as she tried to say something but was overcome by a dry throat, unable to utter even a word in retort.

She merely shook her head in a frenzy, tears falling, head drooping, like a lamb forced to the edge of a cliff, facing imminent death.