The car drove along the streets of the South Sea.
Qian Lele was silent for a long time before finally speaking:
"Could it be that the woman didn't really love her man?
Didn't she become beautiful for her husband?
How did it turn out like this?"
Qian Lele was destined to become a Desire Merchant at the Desire Trade Bar, and Li Yang had just told her everything about the woman to prepare her for this unique job in the future.
Li Yang, with a cigarette in his mouth, turned the steering wheel and said:
"The man loved the beautiful, stubborn woman from ten years ago.
The woman loved the ambitious, considerate man from ten years ago.
Now, both of them have become different people, merely holding onto the names they used in the past."
Qian Lele sighed:
"So, there's really no love in this world, is there?"
Qian Lele felt it was pointless to ask such a question.
How could someone like Li Yang believe in love?
