"If she had a family background like Princess Mo's, why would she willingly become a lover to someone old enough to be her father?"
"If she had the power to call the wind and summon the rain, she surely would have been hailed as a beloved heiress, not slapped twice and forced to apologize humbly and despicably to the person she hates most, just because a cooperation deal fell through."
She had had enough!
Mo Shu looked up at the increasingly ugly face above her, a smile forming in her eyes as she took his hand and said, "So this is what you think."
After Gu Wenjuan got it off her chest, she slowly began to feel a bit frightened. Her heart felt uneasy, but at this point, if she showed any sign of softening, it would make her look useless. She said, "Yes, what I said—was it wrong? With your family, your background, your power, even Young Master Yu was trapped into marrying you. Even if Young Master Yu treats you well now, how can you be sure he truly loves you?"
