An Lan looked at Gu Jingze indignantly. "You… How am I worse than Lin Che? Tell me, in what way am I not as good as her?"
Gu Jingze looked at her. "I have nothing against you. So, it's not because you can't compare to her."
"Then what's the reason?"
"In my eyes, all the women in the world can't compare to her."
An Lan's face crumpled once again. How? How could he treat a woman so well?
An Lan felt even more strongly that it was truly impossible to find another man like him.
It was the same for all the men whom she knew, whom she had met, who had power and influence. Whether they were abroad or in the country, every man kept a few mistresses outside.
No matter how well they treated their own wives at home, they would definitely have a few other women outside for them to play around with.