Su Nuannuan said indifferently, "I never had any taste to begin with, nor do I fear others knowing that."
Moreover, even if she really did marry Li Yanchen in the future, it would definitely be a marriage in name only.
Why should she care about his feelings?
The more she thought about how that jerk dared to ask her to quit her job today, claiming she was embarrassing him by working at the nightclub, the more disdain she felt for that old rogue!
"Nuannuan, you'll soon have a fiancé, so you can't go on like before," her mother cautioned.
"Alright, Mom, I know what's most appropriate for me. There's no need for you to worry so much," she replied.
"You're my only daughter. If I don't worry about you, who will I worry about?"
The mother and daughter, hand in hand, strolled the streets affectionately, both carrying large and small shopping bags.
Suddenly, Su Yumei's eyes lit up when she saw a dress worn by a mannequin in the window of a high-end brand store.
