His gaze road dishonestly over Ho Yung’s face.
He had to admit that Jian Ruzhou abandoning Dong itong, his childhood companion and societal match, to be infatuated with Ho Yung, was not without reason.
Ho Yung truly was beautiful.
Dong itong was already considered a beauty, but compared to Ho Yung, she could be seen as a re maid.
Not only was Ho Yung flawless in appearance, with brows and eyes like a painting, but she also possessed a strange aura.
She gave the impression of a lady holding an oil-paper umbrella in the misty rain painting of Jiangnan, beautiful like a poem tinged with a slight sorrow, provoking tenderness and compassion.
He and Dong itong were good friends.
While he was indignant that his friend’s beloved had been stolen by Ho Yung, he also envied Jian Ruzhou’s good fortune.
If he were the first to et Ho Yung and not Jian Ruzhou, he believed he would also be captivated by her, forgetting all about societal expectations and childhood companionship, as long as he could have Ho Yung.
Aren’t n all like this?
No hero can resist the allure of beauty.
If he manages to resist, the beauty must not be beautiful enough.
And Ho Yung’s beauty was evidently sufficient.
He was jealous that Jian Ruzhou could have such good fortune, hence he constantly showed disdain towards Ho Yung.
He repeatedly acted as if he was thinking for Jian Ruzhou’s sake, earnestly advising Jian Ruzhou to abandon Ho Yung.
He eloquently listed the benefits of marrying Dong itong and the disadvantages of marrying Ho Yung.
He spoke righteously, but in a hidden corner of his heart, it was only because he didn’t want to see Jian Ruzhou possess Ho Yung.
Previously, out of respect for Jian Ruzhou, he dared not brazenly study Ho Yung.
Now that Ho Yung and Jian Ruzhou had broken up, he could finally unabashedly admire this rare beauty...
His overt gaze made Ho Yung extrely disgusted.
Ho Yung’s gaze grew cold, she glanced at him and stepped aside, intending to bypass him.
Gao Yuanyang imdiately opened his arms to block her, "Hey, don’t go. Today is Brother Zhou and Tongtong’s big day, it’s not appropriate for you to be here, you should go ho."
Ho Yung raised her hand and threw the invitation in his face, "Open your dog eyes and look! Jian Ruzhou’s mother personally invited here, who exactly has the final say here, you or Jian Ruzhou’s mother?"
The invitation slapped Gao Yuanyang’s face, not very painful but full of humiliation.
Gao Yuanyang was furious, his face flush with anger, he pointed at Ho Yung’s nose: "Ho Yung, you f***..."
Ho Yung grabbed his wrist, flipped him over her shoulder, and slamd him to the ground.
Gao Yuanyang blacked out from the fall, screaming in pain.
Many guests were attracted by the commotion here.
Father Jian, Mother Jian, and Jian Ruzhou, who were mingling with the guests, all turned to look this way.
Upon seeing Ho Yung, Jian Ruzhou’s expression imdiately changed, and he quickly walked over.
Dong itong, standing beside Mother Jian, also paled at the sight of Ho Yung, instinctively straightening her posture and suppressing the urge to touch her face.
She thought Ho Yung was Cinderella, while she was from a noble family.
But every ti she saw Ho Yung’s face, her confidence wavered.
She knew that the one Jian Ruzhou loved was Ho Yung.
Her happiness was stolen from Ho Yung.
Father Jian frowned at seeing Jian Ruzhou approaching Ho Yung, and asked Mother Jian, "Why is she here?"
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