Every good thing that happened to her had this man's shadow behind it.
Su Zixi didn't even need to guess.
"It's just your luck," he chuckled softly, nipping her ear.
Su Zixi suddenly felt a sourness in her eyes.
"Mm, it's my good luck."
Meeting him was the greatest fortune of her life.
...
The next day.
Early in the morning, Su Zixi was taken away by the people from the President Mansion, He Jingyao didn't go to the company but stayed at home to watch the snow.
The phone rang just then.
He picked up with a lazy tone, "Father."
"Your wife…" He Yirong's voice was extremely complex, "is the President's daughter?"
"It seems you know," He Jingyao's lips curved, "What do you think, isn't the identity of the President's daughter more significant than a niece?"
He Yirong took a deep breath, "Jingyao, that's not the point! No matter how her status changes, it will hurt you, how can you be so blind!"
