Chen Mo had to admit that he had been too naive.
He had grossly underestimated Guan Xiyun, and it wasn't just that she scoffed at the two billion dollars. Not long after, Chen Mo came to understand why she had dismissed such a sum so coolly, as the experience on the plane alone had opened his eyes.
It was almost an exaggerated non-stop international flight, from the domestic airport right to the edge of the Mediterranean.
With none of the hassle that usually came with travel, they went straight from the plane and into a villa by the Mediterranean...
It was hard for Chen Mo to judge just how influential Guan Xiyun was, and he didn't dare to attempt it anymore. How should he put it? Although Xi Yun seemed carefree at the moment, Chen Mo could already feel the immense pressure she brought with her.
"What's wrong, are you not feeling well?"
Guan Xiyun certainly noticed Chen Mo's discomfort, her mood somewhat uneasy.
So, was their marriage even real?
