Dongye Qiandai's hand trembled, evidently flustered. In a consoling tone, she said, "Shaoying, you need to think this through. Wu Junyan's manhood is gone. Marrying him means living a life of celibacy. Your aunt's just looking out for you. If you disagree, I can talk to your grandfather..."
"I don't need your concern! With money, what kind of man can't I find? Do I need to care about whether Wu Junyan still has his manhood or not? Such a huge fortune is enough for me to squander until death. It's worth it!"
He Shaoying picked up the document, signed it quickly, and handed it to Yi, saying, "Yi, make a copy for the record!"
Zhou Yang silently sighed and shook his head, realizing it was now impossible to stop her.
What was He Shaoying trying to do, was a moment's anger worth gambling her entire life?
After making a copy, Yi handed the original document back to He Shaoying with both hands, "Miss, it's done."