"I hate women like Ning Xiaoya who try to destroy other people's family happiness the most. Disgusting! I feel so bad for Su Ningwei."
"Anyway, Ye Chen and Su Ningwei are the perfect match. I hate women like Ning Xiaoya the most—coming back to ride Ye Chen's coattails the moment she saw he'd made it big. And Ye Chen is already married with children. For Ning Xiaoya to say something like that in front of so many people, she's obviously up to no good."
"(☄ฺ◣д◢)☄ Exactly! This Ning Xiaoya has such a fake, scheming tone when she talks. Maybe she was sent by the competition to deliberately stir up a scandal for Ye Chen."
"Ye Chen, keep your eyes open! Don't pay any attention to that manipulative bitch. She doesn't look like a good person at all!"
"..."
Watching Ning Xiaoya in the video, Su Ningwei's jealousy surged sky-high. In a fit of anger, she smashed the TV remote beside her with one punch.
Kneeling to apologize?
Giving her roses?
She never expected Ye Chen had even given Ning Xiaoya a towel.
Although Su Ningwei hadn't been with Ye Chen at the time, she still felt utterly miserable.
Su Ningwei's hand was red, swollen, and scraped raw. It hurt, but the pain was nowhere near the ache and bitterness in her heart.
In the footage, Ye Chen heard Ning Xiaoya spouting nonsense in front of the camera and stopped caring about professional conduct.
Could professional conduct possibly be more important than his wife?
Su Ningwei was definitely jealous and angry.
What kind of flower was that supposed to be?
It was obviously the flower of the washboard.
Ye Chen really had given Ning Xiaoya a towel, but that was only because she hadn't brought one while they were playing basketball