Not bad, right?
"You can keep that card. Use it whenever you want to." Shen Jue couldn't argue against Rong Qingqing. Her words were a rapid-fire mix of nonsense and twisted logic, yet they left one unable to refute.
If a few years ago someone had told Shen Jue that one day he would fall for a woman who constantly infuriated him, he would never have believed it.
Or if someone had told him that one day he would be bothered by his fiancée seemingly unwilling to spend his money, and he'd always feel like she was ready to run away, he wouldn't have believed that either.
Shen Jue watched Rong Qingqing lying on the sofa playing with her phone, deep in thought.
Thinking back to when he first met Rong Qingqing, if he had known he'd end up liking her this much, he should have spent lavishly on her right from the start, so she would be dependent on his money and himself.
Rong Qingqing was chatting on her phone with that young violinist.
