Future Son-in-law
Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Fanxing pursed her lips and tugged lightly. Sometimes, love was a deadly thing.
Like her…
If Bo Jinchuan really had another woman, or if one day, she realized that his kindness to her was not unique, perhaps it was because he was good to her. In the past or in the future, he belonged to another woman…
Just thinking about it made her feel suffocated.
"It's best if you think that way. But Qingzhi, you're my friend. I can't stand by and do nothing. Stay with me in Ping Cheng City first…"
"Okay, I have nothing to do anyway… Why don't you help me open a branch in Ping Cheng when you're done? I have nothing to do anyway. Why don't I manage the company there?"
Perhaps with a job, she wouldn't have so much free time to grieve for a man.