"I have known Nannan for over ten years. From our school days, everyone agreed we were a match made in heaven—a talented man and a beautiful woman. My family is the Jiang family of the provincial capital. I'm sure you've heard of us; after all, we are one of the top ten families in the province. I've had you investigated: delivering food, working as a driver, and your records show you even spent time abroad, so you probably managed to scrape together a bit of money over there. But that little fortune of yours is pitiful compared to the Jiang family—no better than a beggar's. These days, connections and influence are what matter most. I have all of that, and you have none. What do you have to compete with me for Nannan?"
"Personal charm, I suppose." Wang Han had not slept all night; he lay back in the chair with his eyes closed.
Jiang Junhao let out a cold, mocking laugh.
Chapter 65