In Qing City, the third young lady of the Nan Family should have reached a point where everyone is outraged.
From receiving countless inexplicable glares while dining at restaurants, to having her tires punctured three times in a week.
Incidents like these are countless.
So, the word 'kindness' has nothing to do with Nan Wan.
"In this world, kindness is useless. You need to be beautiful, and have a good family background."
Mu Jin Huan thought that there couldn't be a more straightforward and realistic statement than this.
He raised his hand to tuck her loose strands behind her ear, as if he had done it many times before, naturally, "Which one don't you have?"
Nan Wan's gaze lightly fell on the second button of the man's shirt, not really looking at anything, just finding a place for her eyes to rest, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the bow on the plush toy's chest.
Thinking like this, aside from beauty, she seemed to have nothing.
