Meng Qingxue heard the name he blurted out and nearly fainted from anger.
Lu Beiyuan got married while she was abroad for three years. She didn't appear in front of Lu Beiyuan precisely to keep him on the hook, to maintain a certain pose, becoming an untouchable and unique existence in his heart.
She had always believed that she and Lu Beiyuan were meant to be together.
The Su Family was just a nouveau riche family, and Su Nanxing looked no better than a country bumpkin. How could Lu Beiyuan possibly fancy her?
But she had not anticipated that after three years of daily interaction, that country bumpkin had indeed left a mark in Lu Beiyuan's heart.
Meng Qingxue consoled herself, they had been married for three years, and surely had a conjugal life. It was understandable that Lu Beiyuan, in his delirium, mistook her for Su Nanxing.
She was not afraid.
