"Xiao Xue, being able to marry Your Highness Lawrence is your blessing. Cheer up," the middle-aged man said softly, noticing Qin Xue didn't seem very happy.
"Cheer up? Why don't you marry him?" Qin Xue said through clenched teeth.
Many heiresses of prominent families become sacrifices for arranged marriages, but at least they marry a human.
But as for her? She didn't even know if what she was marrying was human.
She really couldn't imagine how to live with a group of people who feed on blood in the future.
Or, perhaps, she would also have to become like them?
"Xiao Xue, let me be blunt. Whether you like it or not, you must marry into the Dracula Family. This is your destiny!" Qin Tiannan's face darkened.
"Destiny? Why is it my destiny? I'm not the one seeking eternal life!" Qin Xue's stunning face showed a strong sense of unwillingness.
Why did it always have to be her who sacrificed?
There were other women in the Qin family, so why did they have to choose her?
