"What do you like about him? Do you know him? What you only care about is his money and his appearance. If you find a rich and handsome boyfriend, you must be very respectable in front of your friends, right?" 18-Year-old Xia Feiyang wore nightclub makeup and sat on the sofa with a high posture, looking at her love rival like a master looking at his slave.
"Jiang Xiaoyun, do you think that if you marry me, the Xia family's property will definitely be yours? Let me tell you, no way, as long as I, Xia Feiyang, are here, you can't get a single cent of the Xia family's property. People like you only deserve to stay here." Xia Feiyang, wearing a wedding dress, stamped the marble floor with her crystal high heels.
This winter, the witch is coming...