Standing by her side, Wesley's eyes were fixed, sparkling with amazement, "Such a beautiful Eastern woman."
He couldn't bear to take his eyes off Shen Yanhe, and patting Melanie's shoulder excitedly, he asked, "Melanie, do you know what that woman's name is? I want to marry her!"
Melanie was even more displeased, forcefully knocking Wesley's hand away and saying coldly, "You have no chance, she has a partner."
Having said that, she didn't care about Wesley's reaction and turned to walk back to her room.
Melanie's eyes darkened, a hint of jealousy flashing through them, her hand at her side clenched into a fist.
She hadn't expected that the woman would turn out so beautiful with just a slight makeover.
Just now, seeing Fu stand next to her, she even felt they looked like a golden boy and jade girl together.
But what of it?
If her education couldn't keep up, that woman could only be a pretty vase.
At the most, after Fu married her, he could keep that woman as his mistress.