Chen Deyu felt utterly defeated.
Reality was just that cruel, making it hard to accept.
"It turns out I'm just a backup plan, no, even worse, just a tool."
Chen Deyu muttered to himself.
"I'm done being a pathetic lackey."
Chen Deyu shouted.
At this moment, he understood. He had been wrong before; this ride-hailing guy was actually looking out for him.
All at once, he was overwhelmingly grateful to Chu Chen.
Meanwhile, after making things clear with Chen Deyu, the seasoned manipulator turned around, intending to win over Chu Chen.
"Wait, where did that rich and handsome guy go?"
She turned around and was dumbfounded to find that the guy wearing a Patek Philippe was nowhere to be found?
Thinking for a moment, she guessed that he must have left when she and Chen Deyu parted.
Did she miss out just like that?
No way!
The seasoned manipulator wore a face full of regret; why hadn't she come downstairs earlier?
