My stepsister tried to steal the prince's hand in marriage, but little did she know I had been

Xie Jinghan was tall and imposing, completely obscuring Wen Shuyao.

From Wen Yitong's perspective, all she could see were the two of them making intimate gestures.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she dug her fingers into her palms.

For her, nothing was more infuriating than Xie Jinghan's attitude.

Xie Jinghan was as cold as rumored when dealing with her, but when he was in front of Wen Shuyao... even the indifferent Xie Jinghan turned into a gentle breeze.

Is it just because of Wen Shuyao's face?

She was filled with rage, but had no outlet for it.

These are words that even her mother, Madam Wen, could not utter.

Wen Yitong was in a daze, recalling Chen Che's disgusted look that day and Xie Jinghan's indifference in her dream. In a daze, she lost her footing and fell to the ground. The loud noise quickly attracted the attention of those around her.

Even Wen Shuyao and Xie Jinghan, who were separated by a lake, were looking in her direction at this moment.

In an instant, her face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, almost dripping with blood.

The physical pain was nothing compared to the psychological trauma. The thought of her disheveled appearance being seen by the two people she hated most in her life made her feel utterly ashamed.

"Miss!"

The maid behind her quickly helped her up, her eyes filled with worry.

"I am fine."

Wen Yitong forced herself to stand up, but the coolness in her nose was something she couldn't ignore.

Meeting the maid's shocked gaze, she belatedly touched her nose, and then looked down to find that the bloodstains on her fingertips were bright red and dazzling.

Wen Yitong rolled her eyes and fainted.

"Second miss!"

"Someone come quickly!"

The maid was so frightened that she trembled and immediately shouted in all directions.

Wen Yitong is Madam Wen's lifeline. If anything happens to her, then all of them who serve her will suffer the consequences.

Seeing this, Wen Shuyao raised an eyebrow.

The moment she saw Wen Yitong, she knew why Wen Yitong had come.

It's strange that Wen Yitong is the one who wants to arrange a marriage exchange, yet it's also Wen Yitong who shows great interest in Xie Jinghan.

If she truly had feelings for Xie Jinghan, why would she need to arrange a marriage?

But Xie Jinghan's face...

She looked up and glanced at Xie Jinghan.

It is indeed a scourge.

No wonder Wen Yitong can't forget it.

Her gaze was so direct that Xie Jinghan couldn't ignore it.

"I have never had any personal relationship with Miss Wen."

After a moment's thought, Xie Jinghan finally spoke up and offered an explanation.

He was not one to be sentimental, and he didn't care much about Wen Yitong, his former fiancée.

In his view, he had simply reached a certain age and needed to find a wife to marry according to the wishes of his elder brother and sister-in-law. As for who that person was, he did not care.

There was only one woman on either side of him, so she couldn't cause any trouble.

But faced with Wen Shuyao's direct gaze, the first thing he said was to explain.

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuyao quickly waved her hand, indicating that she had no intention of interfering with Xie Jinghan.

Being able to cling to the powerful Prince Jing's mansion is already a blessing she accumulated in her past life.

“Your Highness, you need not worry.” Wen Shuyao’s bright and pretty face was serious, and she spoke each word with utmost sincerity, “I will never interfere with your choice.”

Wen Shuyao said, "The term is three years. After three years, I will divorce you."

"By then, who you want to marry or take into your family will be none of my business."

Xie Jinghan frowned as he listened to her obedient and sensible words.