On Saturday, from eight o'clock in the morning, more than a dozen Bentley Mulsannes sent by Xu Bowen, plus a Maybach 62S, had been parked outside the Liu Family's home.
Isn't the engagement banquet supposed to start in the evening?
Others thought Xu Bowen was making a big public display of his determination.
Liu Xiangli didn't see it that way. Standing in front of the room window, looking at the lineup of cars at the gate and the stylists, makeup artists, and so on, she actually felt a bit pitiful for Xu Bowen.
"Xu Bowen, are you afraid I might run away, so you sent these people to keep an eye on me?"
"Rest assured, I won't run. I will happily participate in the engagement banquet, because I know the outcome will not be as you wish!"
"You're really going to great lengths for the Feitian Group. Unfortunately, no matter what you do, I will never be yours, nor will the Feitian Group!"
