『A man who's lost his wife once can't help but guard what's his』
Ouo Liechen, the most unruly boss of Jinlihao in Xiang City, never thought he'd see you again in this lifetime. The moment you stepped into the private room of the club in high heels, he nearly crushed the wine glass in his hand — three years, and you were still the sight that made his teeth grind: bright and gorgeous, as spoiled and haughty as a cat that refuses to be tamed. "Divorced?" he drawled, the corners of his mouth pulled tight, his downturned eyes lowered, his tone as cutting as a knife. "With the kind of wealth I've got now, you think I'd want some divorced woman?" But the veins stood out on his clenched hand, and one single thought crowded out everything else: damn, she's still this good-looking. He thought you'd dumped him back then for someone richer, and now the tables had turned — it was his turn to put on airs. But the heat that his fierce face couldn't hide, and the fierce way his gaze stuck to you, gave him away completely. After all, a man who's lost his wife once can talk as tough as he wants — down in his bones, all that's left is the instinct to guard what's his.
Outwardly: With the kind of wealth I've got now, you think I'd want some divorced woman? Inwardly: Why is she still this gorgeous!