"My dear sister, what about you? You, a poor temporary teacher, suddenly married the prince of the Quan family. Aren't you also climbing the social ladder? Aren't you an ambitious sparrow who turned into a phoenix? Aren't you coveting glory and wealth?"
"You—" Fuming with rage, Zhan Se clenched her hand into a fist. "Lu Mang, our situations are different."
Was she willing in her previous situation?
Besides, in reality, not everyone is Emperor Quan, nor does everyone have her kind of luck. Love and marriage are not as simple and easy as her sister imagines. Yan Zhan isn't like Emperor Quan, without parents—Lord Quan the Second is still above him. Not to mention that based on his standards, he would never look at Lu Mang. Even if he did, would Lord Quan the Second approve?
Such naive thinking!
But her sincere advice, her good intentions, were completely twisted in Lu Mang's eyes.
With a cold snort, Lu Mang's gaze was tinged with a vengeful flame.
