She really wanted to see what this woman, staying up in the middle of the night and hanging around another man's building, was trying to achieve.
Wait... Fu Xinwu suddenly thought of something, turned to look at the hallway behind her, then cast a meaningful glance at Deng Yu. Suddenly, she understood everything.
So she took her for a love rival!
Fu Xinwu glanced disdainfully at Deng Yu. Just average looking! Not even a tenth as pretty as her aunt. And her demeanor? Nothing to speak of. Just by looking, you could tell she had no family background—at most, middle class.
Seriously... she dares to have a crush on Yu Fengji?
No way? Where does she get the confidence?
Fu Xinwu, at least, is a top medical school graduate with background and connections in both political and business circles, feeling compatible with Yu Fengji—and here's this woman whose only trick is crying?
Just a small-town girl, at best a bit cute.
Have men's tastes really sunk this low? Have they gone blind?
