"Brother Wang, you really are a good person." Shang Kaiwen looked pitiful, with a touch of fragile tenderness and charm.
Wang Ruo'an felt a pang in his heart. He was not ignorant of what kind of woman Shang Kaiwen was, but he just couldn't bring himself to be harsh with her.
Isn't there a saying that a hero can't overcome the charms of a beautiful woman?
Moreover, what others think of Shang Kaiwen doesn't matter to him. He likes Shang Kaiwen as a person. He knows Shang Kaiwen is ambitious, but he likes that she can do anything for her ambitions without caring.
"Kaiwen, let's go, I'll take you home."
Shang Kaiwen is smart, she clearly knows her minor tricks can't escape Wang Ruo'an's eyes, but she also knows that Wang Ruo'an, who has loved her for twenty years, won't mind because of true feelings.
"Okay! Brother An, won't you look down on me?"
Her fragile facade faded, and she could finally reveal her true self.
Because the person in front of her is Wang Ruo'an.
