Chapter 4 The Mouth of the Buddha, the Heart of a Snake
Wen Jiao paused and then said, "Is Xie Zhang okay with him? People even say behind his back that he's been cursed these past two years, completely turned into another person!"
Bian Yue didn't speak.
She couldn't associate Li Sihe's elegant and noble face with that of a scheming, cunning merchant.
He was a sentimental gentleman, more suited to be trapped in the depths of love and have countless infatuated women wanting to live and die for him.
The windshield wipers rapidly swept across the glass, splashing droplets that were thrown onto the road surface.
Bian Yue leaned her head against the window and said nonchalantly, "It's all for making money, no one would call him a cunning merchant; people would only praise him for being capable."
Wen Jiao pressed the gas pedal hard, angrily glanced at Bian Yue, and her tone grew more impatient: "You're so naive! Your head is green with cuckoldry! Why do you still speak for him?"
Bian Yue pointed ahead, kindly reminded, "Stop looking at me, watch the road."
It would take Wen Jiao an hour to drive back home, and she spent the whole hour cursing by Bian Yue's ear.
Wen Jiao said, Bian Yue, wake up, Li Sihe didn't change today; he's been changed for a long time, it's just you who refuses to admit it.
Wen Jiao also said there's no need for you to feel bad, I'll introduce a few men to you soon, they may not have as much power or influence as Li Sihe, but they sure know how to charm and please. You'll be satisfied for sure.