Sometimes Shen Yao could not quite figure herself out. Clearly, she had always detested men who were crude in their speech, yet toward Zhang Jingshan's roughness, she had never felt a shred of aversion.
Clearly, the man of her dreams that she had always imagined was a refined and scholarly gentleman of graceful demeanor, yet in the end, she had chosen someone who had nothing to do with grace or refinement—well, a ruffian!
Because of this, Shen Yao, who as a lawyer had already seen countless people and witnessed the ways of the world, had no choice but to believe that old saying: everything is fated, and all is predestined in the dark!
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