Ou Ling's grip on the remote tightened as she stared at the live feed, her face contorted in fury. The image of Chen Mumu and Xu Jingli holding hands and exchanging smiles was like a sharp slap to her face.
She had always believed Chen Mumu to be nothing more than a passing fancy—a distraction Xu Jingli indulged in to stave off boredom. But this? This open display of affection, this blatant disregard for her expectations, was unacceptable.
Her eyes narrowed as she studied Chen Mumu's glowing face. She wanted to rip that smile away. Who does she think she is?
Ou Ling turned her attention to the two people seated across from her in the grand sitting room of her estate. Businessman Ming sat stiffly, his jaw clenched, his expression dark with anger. Beside him, his daughter, Ming Luo, sat poised and dignified, but the bitterness in her eyes betrayed her composure.