He spoke these words calmly, very calmly, as if stating an impending fact, with no emotional fluctuations.
It was just this kind of deanor that made people feel utterly hopeless.
For his so-called wife, could he really give up everything, including the absolute power and status that were within his grasp?
She still found it hard to believe. How could anyone be so foolish?
He was actually rejecting sothing that he could easily obtain?
Having said that, Di Mingzhe left, completely ignoring her. His calm face remained aloof, completely composed and confident.
The image of his resolute departure overwheld Dan Lingling, who ended up collapsing onto the ground, disregarding her appearance.
In a confrontation with such a man, all courage is crushed, leaving only fear.
Because he has no weaknesses, no vulnerabilities, he’s both firm and domineering.
What can you use to make a man who doesn’t even crave power submit, a man who takes no threat seriously?!
This man is indeed tough to the core!
Dan Lingling stared resentfully at his disappearing figure at the doorway, mixed feelings flooding her.
Indeed, she was attracted to him, but as he said, her attraction was mixed with so outside factors, such as his ability, how he flattered her vanity, that he was the best candidate for the next president and that he could elevate her to the top of a country.
There is a significant difference between being the daughter of the president and the wife of the president.
The title of the First Lady is an honor, a supre honor.
Ever since her father was elected, her mother had been the First Lady.
She had witnessed her mother transform from an ordinary woman to the First Lady.
She had enjoyed the ultimate privilege, a privilege desired by every woman.
She envied her mother, who could visit countries with grace and elegance, enjoying the highest courtesy.
She envied her mother, who, regardless of her ordinary qualifications, suddenly gained limitless splendor, all thanks to her husband.
She envied her mother, who was now the focus, the topic, the contributor, wherever she went.
She envied her mother, who would go down in history and would be included in future teaching materials.
She envied her mother, whose ordinary na would be etched into the milestones of the Empire.
Even if she were outstanding, she could never be compared to the First Lady.
So how could she not desire to marry Di Mingzhe?
Moreover, if she married Di Mingzhe, once he beca the next president, their marriage would last indefinitely; there would be no divorce.
Have you ever seen a divorced president?
Rare, very rare, it would require enduring trendous pressure.
Therefore, the best candidate for her husband was Di Mingzhe, but he had firmly rejected her now, not leaving her even the slightest hope.
He said he had a wife, his legal spouse. When did that happen?
Who exactly is she?
Could it really be that Di Xiaxia?
Dan Lingling’s eyes filled with resentnt. No one, no one could take away her position as the First Lady!
Dan Lingling collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face, a mix of jealousy, envy, and fury.
She shakily took out her phone, holding back the verge of breakdown, "Find out if the Vice President has registered at the Marriage Registry and who his spouse is!"
The other end replied calmly, "I’m sorry, Miss Lingling, you don’t have the authority to do so. It’s late and it’s not working hours."
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