“How strange.”

He rushed out of the door in one go and ran a long way out of the Zhou Building in a hurry.

Exhausted, Ye Qianxue gasped heavily, breathing out white air as she bent over.

He placed his hands on his thighs, his expression painful.

Before reaching a sponsorship agreement with Fu Jingze, Ye Qianxue had heard rumors, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

She knew he had a fiancée, but so what, she was desperate at the time.

Fu Jingze is the only piece of driftwood she can hold on to right now. It is impossible for her to expect Ye Qianxue to let him go.

The two had been together for two years, and Ye Qianxue had imagined her rival's appearance more than once.

In her imagination, that person should be a sickly person with a frail body and a pale face.

Apart from the academic qualifications obtained by studying abroad with the help of family background, what else can compare to yourself?

Ye Qianxue lived solely on fantasies she imagined, but one day, the fantasy was shattered.

The love rival is not only better than I imagined, but also more beautiful than I imagined.

It is as beautiful as the moon hanging high in the night sky, faintly bright, beautiful and otherworldly.

Compared to such beauty, I am like the dust flying up when a car tire runs over the mud.

Inconspicuous and annoying.

We must stop Jingze from meeting his fiancée.

Ye Qianxue, who inexplicably felt a sense of crisis, looked back at the Zhou Building not far away.

At this moment, she clearly knew how shaky everything she held in her hands was.

She couldn't lose all of this, and even if it took every possible effort, she would stop this match made in heaven in the eyes of others.

She insisted on being the bad guy.