Wen Qiuyue's chest heaved violently, her eyes flashing with hatred and viciousness, as she gritted her teeth and said, "Bitch!"
Xiao Mingxuan said softly, "Wen Qiuyue! Don't you think you're being too much? Have you even looked at what you've done today? You're like a lunatic!"
"Get lost!" Wen Qiuyue shoved him, "Xiao Mingxuan, I know exactly what's in your mind, I could overlook all those lousy things you did abroad. But now we're engaged, if you dare betray me, I absolutely won't let you off!"
Xiao Mingxuan clenched his hands tightly and pressed his lips together.
...
The cool breeze of early autumn blew gently.
Yao Lingling's dazed head gradually cleared. Looking at the "familiar yet unfamiliar" senior Tang Song beside her, she couldn't help but pat her chest.
With lowered eyes, she said, "Senior, are you really the... owner of Lanfeng International Hotel? Am I dreaming?"
