Chen Mo listened to the whisperings around him, his gaze extremely complex.
The marriage of the wealthy has never been simply about love; it's interwoven with various social manners and interests.
He had thought that such melodramatic plots were only to be encountered in TV dramas or certain literary works.
But he hadn't expected that one day he would actually find himself in the midst of such a scenario.
What's more, the most important person involved happened to be the woman he had always loved.
At this thought, Chen Mo felt his heart uncontrollably thudding wildly.
Ding-dong.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He picked it up and saw it was a message from Wang Dahai.
"Look at this bastard, trying to look decent but with sunken eyes. Even foundation can't hide his kidney-deficiency appearance. You can tell he's indulged too much outside. Does someone like him even deserve to marry Zhou Ruoxue?"
Chen Mo felt a bit better after reading the message Wang Dahai sent.
