"This kind of woman just loves to climb up the social ladder. Once she catches someone, she clings on and won't let go. After all, marrying into a wealthy family is like soaring up high and transforming into a phoenix. But I never thought that our Mr. Gu, who dismisses so many women, would actually fall for such a woman."
"Haha, well, maybe he's just looking for something fresh. Even if he does marry her, in a couple of years, they're likely to divorce. In our circle, isn't it common? A mismatch of social status, how can it last long?"
"Alright, alright, I won't talk to you anymore. A An is still waiting for me outside, he's probably getting anxious."
The woman hung up the phone, touched up her makeup in the mirror, then picked up her makeup bag, clicked her high heels, pushed open the restroom door, and left.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, leaving silence behind. Dong Xin Yan stood there motionless.
