Jiang Ruyan had grown up in the lap of luxury, spoiled rotten by the Jiang Family until she knew no bounds, but her courage was only so deep.
She was so frightened that she forgot her decorum and plopped right down on the ground, whimpering, "Brother Su... I don't dare... I don't dare anymore. I'll never dare to marry you again~"
The fear on her face wasn't an act. Sitting there on the ground, she was filled with genuine regret.
Marrying a cripple who acted like a madman would undoubtedly be a disaster for the rest of her life.
Ever since she had known him, Jiang Ruyan knew he was never one to smile or joke. He was cold and ruthless—a man devoid of human thought and feeling.
She believed the man would actually dare to harm her. A moment ago, she had been captivated by his handsome face, but now she was scared completely sober.
Besides, the good old days of being protected by her uncle and cousin were over. What leverage did she have to coerce Su Shuochi?
