"What rich and beautiful woman? Didn't she already get her face slapped in the hotel yesterday?"
"Even if she's not a fair, rich, and beautiful woman, she shouldn't be so shabby, right? I'm not discriminating against farmers. I'm just surprised that Nan Xing, who drives a luxury car and has jewelry worth hundreds of thousands, actually has such a background."
"You still don't understand? This was the persona she had created for the sake of getting rich and marrying into a rich family."
"What's the use of that? Do you think that when she invites her parents to attend her wedding, others wouldn't be able to smell the smell of chicken manure on her?"
Nan Xing's eyes were bloodshot. The pride that was hidden in the deepest part of her heart was finally crushed at this moment.
