"I bumped into her recently when I was having dinner a few days ago. She seemed prettier and appeared to be very graceful too."
"After a few years overseas, indeed she became more attractive."
"Hmph, so what if she did? That ruthless and callous woman is a curse to any man."
When Fang Jiayin left three years ago, Yan Rusheng drowned his sorrows with alcohol every night. He also picked up the habit of smoking during that period too.
They all grew up together, and it was the first time they had seen him so dejected and depressed.
So everyone started unanimously detesting Fang Jiayin to show their friendship.
Previously, everyone regarded her as their goddess.
"Are we here to celebrate Ming Ansheng's birthday or to gossip about women?"
The usually reticent Jiang Zhuoheng had spoken up, and he sounded rather cold and annoyed.
Everyone had some basic understanding of Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxu's unexpected marriage.
