The Mo family chaebol is now universally grateful for her vision and courage.
She knew that Jingmin must also remember her companionship and steadfast support during those difficult times.
Therefore, she didn't care about the word "ex-wife," nor did she care whether the woman in front of her was there by chance or had ulterior motives.
Ex-wife or former lover, they are all in the past.
Back then, her socialite friends ridiculed her for her poor taste, saying she chose a "second-hand" woman—someone with mediocre talent and no substance.
Now? Who would dare say such a thing?
Today, Jing Min is the revered head of the Jin family in the chiefdom, a figure even royalty must show him respect for.
Although the Jin family is not at peace right now, everyone has witnessed Jing Min's methods.
The Jin family members are all close relatives, and they show no mercy to outsiders who gossip.
She is now his wife, a guest of honor at every high-profile event, and the object of everyone's vying to win her over and curry favor with her.
So, what is this so-called "ex-wife"?
It's not worth mentioning.
As for the woman's character, she didn't care at all.
With his current status and perspective, Jing Min must have long since grown disgusted with the traitor who turned away when he was at his lowest point.
Perhaps Jingmin still remembers that old grudge and will really take revenge one day.
Thinking about this, she felt even more at ease. Since it was destined to be in the past, she had even less reason to care.
After figuring things out, Mo Sangyu smiled generously and gently.
"I never knew such a coincidence could happen!"
"Thank you so much for today, Miss Chu."
Chu Wuyang smiled slightly, his tone calm and polite.
"Miss Mo, you're too kind."
As for the title "Mrs. Jing," she simply couldn't bring herself to say it.
Mo Sangyu had only been exchanging pleasantries out of politeness, but when he turned around, he couldn't help but take a closer look at his "ex-wife."
She was poised and measured in her manners, and her speech was neither timid nor obsequious.
She appeared aloof and restrained.
Her black hair was as smooth and lustrous as brocade, and her fair skin almost reflected light. Most remarkably, she wore almost no makeup, yet her face remained beautiful and captivating, her eyes clear and serene.
It exudes an undeniable air of competence and elegance.
She wasn't the kind of glamorous beauty, but she was memorable at first glance.
It was a calm and composed demeanor that commanded the situation; it was a sense of control.
More importantly, there was an elite aura and the presence of someone in a superior position that she exuded—it was hard to describe.
He even bears a resemblance to... Jing Min.
Thinking of this,
Mo Sangyu was startled, her heart tightened slightly, and she unconsciously looked at Jing Min.
He remained calm, simply standing there with a serene gaze, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
Mo Sangyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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