Zhou Erpao couldn't possibly let Sun Jiaming get hurt, but he felt Sun Jiaming's actions had made him lose face.
"Actually, there's another reason I took this cut for Gu'er."
Sun Jiaming gripped the knife and looked at Zhou Erpao.
"Uncle, you went to the city to speak with my parents. I went into the city today myself, and they told me about it. I've already made it clear that I will not marry Zhou Mei. I asked my parents to relay my answer to you, but I suppose you haven't received word yet. I'm very glad I didn't agree. If I married a woman like her, I don't think I'd be able to sleep at night."
Sun Jiaming hadn't liked Zhou Mei, but he hadn't detested her, either. Now, however, he detested her. What Zhou Mei had done was simply too malicious.
