Su Zhishui's face turned white and awkward, her eyes red as she looked at Zhou Jin.
Zhou Jin glanced at her and lazily leaned his tall back against the couch, then crossed his long legs and solemnly lit a cigarette.
"I have things to do, so I'll be leaving first, you two have a good chat."
Hua Nongying stood up to leave.
…
Now it was just Zhou Jin and Su Zhishui left. Su Zhishui raised her head to look at that handsome face through the haze of smoke, "Brother Jin, two years ago you told me you were getting married, but I didn't expect you to marry Li Qianrui. I feel like an heiress like her isn't right for you."
Zhou Jin gave a light snort and looked coldly at Su Zhishui, "If Li Qianrui isn't right for me, why didn't you say so when I called you two years ago?"
"I…"
