Vivian is the future boss, and because of her beauty, she has always been popular among her subordinates.
Now that this kind of thing has happened, her employees naturally stand on her side.
Because of her fiancé's identity, my colleagues who had been fawning on me a few minutes ago all looked at me with contempt.
"Vivian, I think he is just pretending to be a saint even though he is a whore. He said he won't spend your money just to force you to beg him for money. This way, when the truth comes out, he will have an excuse to bite you back!"
"Yes! That must be it!"
"I couldn't spend 500,000 in three years, but he spent 500,000 in three days. This is still not the spending power of a CEO's husband. If we really get married, won't we squander all our family fortune?"
"Vivian is so pitiful, having such a fiancé..."
"If you ask me, just cancel the engagement! Child marriage is a feudal dregs!"
Vivian's assistant, Jordan Summers, looked at me with disdain and shook her arm to persuade her: