Although she was lying to herself, everything she had was far worse than what mu Mian had. It was really far worse.
As the saying goes, comparing people with others will make one angry.
Humans just couldn't be compared to others. There was always someone better, and there was always a higher mountain. Where was the end to this comparison?
If mu Qin was content, she would have a good life.
She was working in a law firm, and her husband was the director of the state government office. He was quite capable and good-looking.
It was a pity that a man's heart was not content, and she would never know how to write the word 'content'.
She was lost in the ocean current of material desires. She hoped to become the focus and center of life. No one could steal her limelight, or she would be in so much pain that she would wish she were dead.
Tang Ji 'an glanced at her indifferently and entered the house without saying hello.
Mu Qin quickly left.
