"Why has the usually gentle Boss suddenly become so indifferent?"
Jiang Yuanyuan resentfully glared at Luo Qingli. What was so great about this woman? She was nothing more than a vase. Beyond that, she had no other merits.
Why did the Boss have to like such a woman?
She could not accept this...
Jiang Yuanyuan actually hated her current self, but she couldn't control her own emotions.
The wrong emotions made her lose herself; she could no longer remember the simple girl she once was.
Without seeing the person, Jiang Yuanyuan could still deceive herself, but upon knowing that Luo Qingli was Gu Yuying's wife, all she had toward Luo Qingli was envy, deep envy.
Especially when she heard Gu Yuying's tender and indulgent voice, but it was not directed at her.
How could she not be envious, mad with jealousy?
It was the first time she had fallen for a man, the first time she cared so much about one.
