She stared at him, and he looked back at her.
In the intertwining gaze, there was an indescribable silence.
The heat from the porridge dissipated, cooling bit by bit.
After a long while, she looked at him and said with a smile, "Actually, if you hadn't come last night, I might have left with Navy Caddel today. He's quite responsible and willing to marry me and give me a status… When I think about it carefully, it's actually not bad. Once I go to Kong Hong, I can be a rich wife, and all that hard work and diligence can go to hell. I can rely on my looks to be second to none. I was probably too foolish last night to realize the benefits of it. Now that I think about it, I regret it. Being able to climb up using the only thing I have is a skill in itself, don't you think?"
With a "bang," Sylvan Cheney suddenly slammed the bowl on the table, tossing the spoon into it!
"Jasmine Yale, are you really sinking to the level of selling your charm?" His sharp gaze fixed on her.
