That was why… The safest thing in this world that was with no expiration date would only be money. She was a materialistic and opportunistic woman. She didn't want a man or love, because she only wanted… money.
Liancheng Yazhi casually pressed the cigarette bud in the ashtray as undeniable ridicule appeared on his expression.
People liked intelligent women, but sometimes, they were rather annoying.
"Rong Yan, you're indeed a woman with self-consciousness."
Liancheng Yazhi rarely called Rong Yan by her name because she didn't deserve it. However, he had accidentally blurted out her name from time to time, especially when he was angry, like he was right now.
But whenever her name leaves his mouth, it would sound very sentimental, as if he was the only one worthy of calling her name.
Rong Yan rested her head on Liancheng Yazhi's shoulder and pulled a coy look. One of her hands playful tapped his shoulder as if she was playing the piano.
