"Are they stupid?" Jiang Yao burst out laughing. "Do they really think that all the women in the world are as obsessed with money as they are?"
Perhaps they were that way.
Even if it were the real Gu Junhui, the girl was stubborn. Gu Changshu had been in prison, but after he got out, he had nothing, and she was still loyal to him.
It was not as if no one in town was richer than Gu Changshu, but Gu Junhui loved Gu Changshu. That was love. If it were anyone else, it would be impossible.
Even if the real Gu Junhui was there, it was impossible for Wen Yunfang's wealthy friend to seduce her.
Jiang Yao only found it funny.
Could they find a better man than Lu Xingzhi who could make her fall in love with him?
The answer was no.
There was only one Lu Xingzhi, and she only had one Lu Xingzhi. No one could surpass or replace him.