Yang Su's mother always said that Yang Su was heartless. Such a girl, if she meets a good man, it's fine. But if she meets a bad man, she would really suffer as much as she could.
Yang Su felt that her mother didn't understand her enough. Even the purest person, when thrown into the big dye vat of society for a while, would get stained with the necessary colors.
Naturally, some get more, some less, some light, some heavy.
Yang Su thought that Chang Linsheng and Xie Jialun might just be the two types of men in this world.
They seemed all prestigious, rich, powerful, and cultured on the outside, but inside, they were different!
Although Yang Su was naive, she also knew that the moment Xie Jialun held her hand and didn't let go, it meant something. If Yang Su were a frivolous and sensible woman, the two of them would have hooked up for sure.
But as fate would have it, Yang Su wasn't like that.
