"Oh, right. You can just tell him that I took your money and sold him off. That should make him give up for good."
Before Su Qiao left, she suddenly wanted to make the Wang Family, who were struggling these days, feel jealous and envious for once.
Cen Yue rose and picked up her handbag. She looked at her coldly. "Looks like I wasn't wrong. You really don't love him."
"Miss Cen, you're not young anymore, and you should have plenty of life experience. How did you ever fall for him?"
Su Qiao was genuinely curious about this.
"A twenty-five-year-old man who still needs his mother to tuck him in at night, fetch his clothes and underwear when he takes a bath, and even scrub his back for him—a man-child who listens to everything his mother says. How exactly did you fall for him?"
Had she really never seen a man before?
Or had she seen too many strong and intelligent men, so when an idiot like this suddenly appeared, she found him precious?
At Su Qiao's words, Cen Yue slightly furrowed her brows.
But when she thought about how she liked men who were this innocent and pure, without too many ulterior motives, her heart relaxed again.
"Didn't you fall for him before, too?"
Su Qiao hadn't expected that this woman had really fallen for Wang Zhiyao's simple-mindedness.
Could it be that she had seen too many men with wicked intentions and was tired in the heart?
"I was blind back then. Only after spending more time with him did I realize he was like this, so I quickly pulled myself out."
"Fortunately, with Miss Cen's support, all that time and effort wasn't wasted. You could say it was a form of compensation."
"Goodbye. I wish you two a