Meeting mother-in-law
Shen Wuxiao left the hospital in a very good mood.
He had not expected to run into someone who looked ninety percent like Liu Qingqing.
Going by the setting, as Qin Liffei's Trusted Subordinate, she should have liked Qin Liffei, right?
The Protagonist's charm had always been a mystery—a plain-looking universal heartthrob.
Under normal circumstances,
the Protagonist only needed to turn around, put a touch of loneliness on his face, gaze up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and show a few scars on his body to send women into endless reveries.
Even sitting in a bar drinking would earn him the favor of some underworld heiress. A man with a story: "He is different!"
Or if he drank himself into tears, that was even more incredible: "Men do not shed tears lightly. What exactly has he been through?"
No one knew what he had gone through before, but he was about to experience her *way!
Take that Haili, for instance. Damn, she was not exactly one of those top-tier beauties, but she was still a pure and lovely little beauty.
Judging by looks alone, many promising young men would actually like that sort of innocent little beauty.
Yet she liked Qin Liffei—the man who had gotten her grandfather killed, danced bing-sha-ka-la-ka at the funeral, and was missing arms and legs.
All he could say was that the halo was damn powerful.
"Xu Teng, use the same Hailan Hotel as last time for the wedding venue. Save where we should save, spend where we should spend, and invite all the Imperial Capital merchants."
"Make the poster bigger this time. The bride and groom's picture should take up half of it, and rent out the other half."
"One square meter, one hundred million! Donate all that money in