Yue Ya's face, hidden in the night, grew increasingly unsightly.
Li Yuanwei said, "You're secretly delighted, aren't you? A man like me willing to be with you is something many women dream of. You've gained a lot tonight, so don't pretend to be innocent after taking advantage of it."
"Besides, your face is ruined. You definitely can't be the Holy Daughter anymore. Aren't you good friends with my sister? When the time comes, just give up the candidate Holy Daughter position to my sister, then use your disfigurement as an excuse to withdraw from the Sacrificial Girl's ranks, and come back to marry me."
"Look, even though your face is ruined, you don't have a job, and your family doesn't have much money, I don't mind you at all. As long as you don't tell my aunt about this, I will marry you, okay?"
