Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  Lin Anxin also returned her a passionate kiss, "Long time no see, how are you?"

  Prada moved away from her, smiling at the corners of her mouth, “I’m fine, I just got off the plane yesterday, and I wanted to have dinner with you and Eun, but there are too many things to go away, I can only forget it.”

  Lin Anxin, "Haha, it’s okay, I’ll invite you and Enen to dinner after I’m finished today. Enen is also nearby."

   "Okay." Prada promised refreshedly, not at all as high and cold as the outside world said.

  The two talked happily, and it seemed that they had a good relationship in private.

  The other people looked at them, surprised, and they all talked in low voices. Many people shifted their gazes from Lin Anxin to Jiang Luoer, looking at what she would do.

  Jiang Luo'er opened her mouth, not in the mood to pay attention to what other people thought of her. She opened her eyes wide, her left hand unconsciously tightened the wrist of Park Nanzhu next to her, and she muttered absentmindedly, "How could..."

   "Hmm." Pu Nanzhu was hurt by the wrist bone she pinched, and snorted in pain. Si Zhihao couldn't help but step forward and wanted Jiang Luoer to let go. She was stopped by Park Namjoo's eyes.

   She forcibly endured the pain in her wrist, expressed a curious expression, and asked Jiang Luoer softly, "Luoer, who is this person."

"You don't know who she is?" Jiang Luo'er calmed down a bit, her heart irritated, she even felt annoyed when she looked at Piao Nanzhu's face, "She is Prada, the devil of the fashion world, you should have heard of Prada. Well, she is the director of Prada and the helm of the family."

The names of   Y people are very long, and they are usually called by their nicknames. Prada is a surname, and only the head of the family can use this honorable surname as his name.

  Jiang Luoer saw that she didn't even know this, and couldn't help showing a look of contempt.

  Sometimes she was afraid of comparing people to others. In normal times, she didn't feel that Park Namjoo was worse than Su Yijiu, and sometimes she felt dissatisfied about why such a gentle woman as Park Namzhu was suppressed by Su Yijiu for so many years. But at this moment, she suddenly understood a little bit. No matter how much the pheasant pretends, she will never change the fact that she is a pheasant in her bones. No matter how gentle, elegant, and very cultivated Park Nanzhu is in normal times, at a critical moment, she will reveal the vulgarity in her bones.

  For example, now, as a lady, she doesn't even know Prada.

  And Su Yijiu has already stepped forward to greet Prada at this moment, and it seems that the two people still know each other in private.

  She couldn't help but look at Su Yijiu, who was calmly greeting Prada, and then at the petty Park Nanzhu next to her, and she suddenly regretted it.

  Park Nanzhu and Su Yijiu are far behind.

  Si Zhihao and Si Shen are similarly inferior.

  She was still too impulsive at the beginning, and she shouldn't listen to her parents' persuasion and insist on staying with Si Zhihao.

  It’s too late to regret now.

  Jiang Luoer regrets it a lot, but she also knows that she regrets it again. She has no way out now. Everyone in City W knew that she and Si Zhihao were going to get engaged. At this moment, she suddenly broke the contract and only hit her in the face.

  So now she regrets it, she has to bite the bullet and walk over...

  "Damn it!" Si Zhihao looked at her expression of regret at that moment, cursed, and saw Si Chen's eyes become gloomy.