The Saintess's father was snatched from her sister by Lan Jiao. The Saintess had never believed in a man's sincerity since she was young, and it was the same now.
There was no man in the world who didn't cheat, nor was there a man who didn't change his mind.
The so-called marriage was just a trade-off between the families.
The Saintess had understood this logic since she was young. She did not care what kind of husband Sikong Yun was. What she wanted was the power of the Sikong Clan.
However, it was unknown if it was because she could not stand Yu Wan falling into the honey, but the Saintess walked towards her coldly. "If you don't believe me, you're the stupid one. You'll soon know what kind of man your beloved husband is."
"Do I need you to tell me what kind of man he is?" Yu Wan couldn't be bothered with her and left without looking back.
