What a foolish woman.
If Xian Zihao heard her words, did she think he will approach her in the future?
When the proud and aloof smile in Cui Liuxian's eyes gradually faded, Jiang Ruolan casually smiled, "Miss Cui, everyone has a past. As long as my husband isn't involved with other women after our marriage, why should I care about his past? At the age of twenty-eight, he may have several women. Should I had to mind every single one of them?"
Most importantly, she did not believe Cui Liuxian's words at all. Based on Xian Zihao's character, he knew very well who exactly he can touch and who he can't touch. His reason would overwhelm all desires.
Cui Liuxian's expression changed as she stared at Jiang Ruolan. She whispered in Jiang Ruolan's ear in a low voice that only both of them could hear, "Jiang Ruolan, stop pretending to be great. Zihao and I have known each other for twenty-three years. Do you know him?"
