"I'm already his woman!"
Hearing Lin Tong's words, Song Shaopeng's expression suddenly became shocked, his first reaction being that it was not possible!
"Haha, Little Tong, stop lying to me. I know you don't want to marry me, so you are saying these spiteful things on purpose to deceive me. From what I know about you, you wouldn't just marry any man?"
Song Shaopeng smiled and shook his head; how could a woman as proud and lofty as Lin Tong fancy such a bumpkin?
This was even harder to bear than killing her!
"What, you think you understand me well? Your disbelief doesn't mean it didn't happen!"
Lin Tong spoke with a cold laugh.
The next moment, she turned around, took out a red booklet from her bag, placed it on the table, and then took out a folded bedsheet, unfolding it right before Song Shaopeng's face!
"You didn't believe it? Now do you believe it?"
Lin Tong's mouth curved slightly upward, her eyes revealing a sweet smile: "He and I are already married, just last night."