Learning that the dress was bought by Ning Yuan for Zhao Fang, Sun Feifei's heart felt as though it had been gouged with a knife, the pain was almost unbearable.
However, Zhao Fang's sorrow and joy were not shared with her. After flaunting the dress, she enthusiastically showed off a watch and a leather bag, "... I just looked at them a bit longer, and Ning Yuan insisted on buying them for me. He said he didn't have many advantages, but he was generous. He said as long as I'm happy, spending a bit of money is no big deal. I didn't expect that after just two days of dating, he would treat me so well, Feifei, I should thank you. When Ning Yuan and I get married in the future, you'll be our matchmaker."
Sun Feifei could no longer maintain even a forced smile. She didn't care about being jealous of Zhao Fang's designer outfits; she was only concerned with one question, "Fangfang, how far have you and Ning Yuan progressed?"