The Wife Comes First: The Sweet Spoiling of the Cold Heiress

Back then, what she thought was love at first sight was actually the deep-rooted love he had spent ten years waiting for. * Riiip! The man roughly tore Shen Chenyu's shirt open in front of everyone, exposing a large stretch of her snowy-white skin. Ever since she'd received the notice to return home, she'd imagined hundreds, even thousands, of ways she might see Leng Moyan again. Perhaps they'd be calm and indifferent, distant and polite. Or perhaps she wouldn't be able to hold back and would rush over to slap him hard across the face... What she never imagined was that he would push through the crowd, rush up to her, and yank open her clothes. He stared at her left shoulder for three seconds, then a deep disappointment and self-loathing flashed in his eyes...