"My God! This handsome man with a face like jade is actually after this ordinary-looking woman with no class."
"What exactly is going on?"
"This has completely changed my understanding of the world."
Those present who did not know Lin Congzhi found it unbelievable.
This gaze, so full of affection that it could only hold her amidst a sea of flowers, this public display of meticulous care, this timely appearance that resolved her awkward situation—all of these were shattering the fragile defenses in her heart.
Jiang Yimei's eyes shimmered, her throat felt sore, and a surge of heat coursed through her body, ravaging her cold, unfeeling blood.
Once again, he helped her out of her predicament and spoiled her endlessly.
Why is he so good to her? Why does he do this?
Yao Yao, standing next to him, was incredibly envious.
If only she had a handsome man who only had eyes for her, then she wouldn't have to keep eating dog food here.
Looking at Jiang Yimei, whose eyes were watery, nose was red, and body was trembling slightly, Lin Congzhi showed a gentle look and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling wronged? Do you want me to help you get revenge?"
The next moment, Jiang Yimei could no longer bear it and threw herself into Lin Congzhi's warm embrace, sobbing as she replied, "With you here, how can I feel wronged?"
Tears streamed down, soaking her clothes.
Somewhat taken aback, Lin Congzhi gently stroked Jiang Yimei's head, soothing away her sorrow and grievances.
This was probably the first time in the past seven years that Jiang Yimei had taken the initiative to hug him, and it was such a genuine expression of affection. To be honest, he was really flattered.
It is also clear that Jiang Yimei must have suffered a great injustice.
He would help Jiang Yimei get rid of this injustice, even if it meant spending all his wealth.
Furthermore, he concluded that as long as he treated Jiang Yimei well enough, he could win her back.
He felt he had done the right thing, and that one day he would get her back.
The handsome man and the plain woman embraced each other, catching everyone off guard.
Ji Shuxin was consumed by jealousy and immediately snatched the gray-blue dress from the counter staff, then turned and left.
She wouldn't let Jiang Yimei get the dress; she wanted to make this poor, ugly woman, Jiang Yimei, cry.
The moment she took a step forward, Lin Congzhi, standing beside her, darkened his eyes and said in a cold tone, "Who told you to take it?"
A chilling aura swept around, covering the area where Ji Shuxin was located most severely.
Despite this, Ji Shuxin remained calm and composed, and replied confidently, "This dress already belongs to me. If I want to take it, I can take it!"
"Yours?" Lin Congzhi's thin lips curled up slightly, his sneer continuing: "As far as I know, this dress wasn't sold, was it? If it wasn't sold, it belongs to that beautiful lady who just wanted to buy it."
The word "beautiful lady" made Yao Yao's heart pound. She felt that Lin Congzhi's mouth was a little sweet.
Ji Shuxin retorted, "She just said she didn't want it anymore, so the dress has already changed hands."
Lin Congzhi remained calm and turned to look at Yao Yao, who was blushing and shy, and asked, "Did you say you didn't want it?"
With Lin Congzhi as her sugar daddy, Yao Yao naturally stood tall and said confidently, "I never said that."
"You..." Ji Shuxin said indignantly, "Are you trying to renege on your promise?"
Yao Yao took it all in stride, her attitude very relaxed: "The staff present can all vouch for me, did I say a single word just now?"
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