He was just curious and asked, his face showing no malice, at most a bit of unspoken banter between men.
Shi Mufeng couldn't very well get angry, his face darkening, he said sarcastically, "She's nothing good, that kind of woman is fine for a fling, but when it comes to finding a wife, I would definitely choose someone like Weiwei who knows the bigger picture and is gentle."
The gossipy second-generation rich kid was not convinced by his words. He curled his lip, just short of outright saying that Rong Weiwei was also an entertainment industry actress, wasn't she?
Nothing more than a faux socialite wrapped in a wealthy facade, she was average-looking at best, a beauty, but that's all there was to it.
After all, if it were him, he would never be as foolish as Shi Mufeng, giving up a dazzling beauty for a bland woman who didn't measure up in any aspect.
A wife?