"Thank you!" Fan Shaoming sincerely thanked Jiang Yi on behalf of his wife.
Jiang Yi shivered and laughed, "Don't thank me. Your thanks have given me the goosebumps. I'm used to you giving orders with that domineering tone of yours."
Fan Shaoming laughed and cursed him, "Jerk!"
In the cemetery, Su Xiaoyue squatted alone in front of Su Xinjie's tombstone, gently caressing the black and white portrait of her mother on the stone.
Su Xinjie's tranquil smile was so tender. Even though she wasn't notably beautiful, her gentle temperament was very attractive. When she was alive, she was like a genteel lady, as soft as water.
If she had been a bit more beautiful, perhaps Bai Zhenhong would have truly fallen in love with her. If Bai Zhenhong had truly loved her, then today's situation would not have arisen.
Men always like to judge by appearances.
In this world, men like Fan Shaoming who don't care about looks are truly rare.
