"Mom, what exactly are you trying to say? You just said Ye Xiaofei has no money, and now this, being a playboy has nothing to do with having money, okay?" Lu Shuang shook her head and spoke softly, "Anyway, during the time I've been with Ye Xiaofei, he's treated me very well."
"Child, people can change." Zhao Yan advised again.
"Then you dare to guarantee that Gao Shenghan won't change?" Lu Shuang snorted coldly and retorted.
"This..." Although Zhao Yan believed in Gao Shenghan, she couldn't guarantee it because of the three-year itch, the seven-year itch—as long as life goes on, no one can guarantee anything.
"Mom, I'll say it again, I won't marry Gao Shenghan, I like Ye Xiaofei." Lu Shuang lay on the bed, a bit emotional. Even if she didn't marry Ye Xiaofei, she would not marry Gao Shenghan.
"Shuangshuang, why do you have such a big prejudice against me? In what way am I not better than this guy?"
