What was so good about that slut Qin Shu?
Fu Tingyu wasn't even willing to glance at her?
Now, she had become An Yuanshi's woman, the woman of a man who was old enough to be her father. She didn't fancy anything except for power and money.
She couldn't get this man. What right did that slut Qin Shu have to get him?
It would be great if An Yuanshi could become enemies with Fu Tingyu. That way, he might be able to pull Fu Tingyu down from the altar.
However, meeting Fu Tingyu with this status was undoubtedly an embarrassment for her.
She clenched her hands tightly. This scene was somewhat unbearable for her.
Qin Shu's gaze turned to Qin Ya, who was holding An Yuanshi's arm. From her embarrassed expression, she knew that Qin Ya was not only afraid of Fu Tingyu seeing her together with an old man, but she was also afraid of losing face.
