Chen Zhiwei's eyes were fixed intently on Wen Rou's fair and delicate arm looped through Mu Jinyu's, and the jealousy and resentment in his eyes were so thick they couldn't be dissolved.
Indeed, as much as this woman appeared innocent and self-respecting, once she stepped out of the campus and entered the great dye vat of society, she would, after all, sink into its depths!
Wen Rou, who had always been self-respecting at school, paying no attention to the wealthy and handsome men throwing money at her, had, after entering society, become someone who was easily influenced by money, willing to throw herself into the arms of rich men.
Chen Zhiwei's heart, crazed with jealousy towards Mu Jinyu, also started to harbor the most malicious thoughts towards Wen Rou accompanying Mu Jinyu.
At this moment.
The security captain, fearing that Mu Jinyu was here under false pretenses to stir trouble, was panting as he and a few of his security guards hurried over.
