He stood there like a fool...
His mind was filled with the words they had just spoken.
They said the cheapest garment she wore was enough to buy his company.
They said she would soon marry someone of equal social status...
He looked at the endless villa clusters of the Ou Family.
Looking at those rows of manors.
For the first time, he realized that he was even more insignificant than the ants beneath her feet.
When he first met Ou Manhui, he knew nothing about her. At that time, his master had expelled him, and his first love had chosen his junior—Ling Muye's father...
He had been melancholic, branded with infamy.
It was Ou Manhui who stayed by his side...
She accompanied him in perfume blending, helped him regain his spirit...
