Sun Youwei had always been completely obedient to her. Now he was daring to tell her to get lost?
Zhao Meina was instantly mortified and furious.
Hearing this, Sun Youwei panicked for a moment. But after a brief hesitation, he steeled his resolve and said through gritted teeth, "Fine. Let's break up. I don't need a materialistic woman like you anyway!"
Hearing this, Lin Han, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but see Sun Youwei in a new light. A warm feeling spread through his chest. 'To give up the person he loves for my sake... that isn't easy for anyone.'
But then again, this woman, Zhao Meina, was clearly not a good person.
From the moment she walked in, Lin Han had noticed that Zhao Meina's steps were unsteady, her skin was coarse, and her eyes were dull. Even with heavy makeup, she couldn't hide the aged look on her face—a clear sign of excessive indulgence.
'This woman isn't clean.'
