Lin Yixun stared at that text message for a long time, her heart a mix of emotions. She achieved her purpose, she should be happy, but she couldn't feel any joy because she had inadvertently hurt Feng Chengyu.
She had thought that her marriage with Feng Chengyu was merely a matter of mutual need; Feng Chengyu marrying her was just to appease Old Madam Feng, so it didn't really matter who Feng Chengyu married.
Chu Yue was beautiful and had liked Feng Chengyu since childhood. Compared to her, the ulterior-motived fiancée, Chu Yue was far superior.
Who knew she hadn't understood the situation at all, ending up doing a good deed badly.
She had calculated again and again but ultimately neglected one thing: Feng Chengyu liked her.
In fact, now that she recalled carefully, Feng Chengyu's feelings for her weren't that hard to detect, she just never wanted to believe or dared to believe.
In the end, she was too selfish.
