The four of them walked out of the building and headed to the nearby parking lot where Long San got into the BMW. Xiaojiao saw that Long San hadn't lied and smiled slightly; her fondness for Long San surged.
For a woman like her, who had struggled in the lowly throes of the workplace, her view of society was rather realistic.
She didn't harbor any impractical romantic notions; just finding a wealthy husband so she wouldn't have to kowtow to others at work or worry about daily necessities for the rest of her life was enough for her.
And the wealth Long San displayed now was very much to her liking.
She also knew that it was easy for men who wanted women with pretty faces and nice figures. Having money made it possible.
But pretty women didn't necessarily find rich men.
These male-dominated societal Laws had remained unchanged from ancient times to the present.
