Jiang Nanshu slapped his face discontentedly, "How much?"
Liang Ciqiu turned away, suppressing the rampant killing intent in his eyes, "I'm not for sale."
"Heh," Jiang Nanshu chuckled lightly, "What are you pretending for? What's so bad about being with me? Once this chance is gone, it's gone for good."
"If it weren't for your somewhat attractive face, my eyes wouldn't bother resting on you for a second. Well, if I can't get the best, settling for the next best to relieve boredom isn't too bad."
Liang Ciqiu barely maintained his composure, provoked into laughter by Jiang Nanshu's words, meaningfully said, "Your fiancé is truly pitiable."
Jiang Nanshu returned the smile, "Not pitiable, he has someone to feel sorry for him."
Although she didn't specify, Liang Ciqiu's demeanor unmistakably cooled down.
Regarding Su Ran liking Lu Qingyan, he couldn't be more aware.
Different fates for different folks, similar faces yet completely different lives.