Chapter 1120

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Chapter 1120: Self-delusional

Fan Xiyue counted with her fingers. “If it’s Han Zhuoli, ‘wealthy’ can’t even be used to describe him. Money to him is probably just a string of numbers, and he far surpasses the concept of ‘money.’ He’s also so devilishly handsome, his face is more than enough to beat out the handsomest male stars in the entertainment industry. I’m pretty sure there are all kinds of handsome in the entertainment industry, but he owns the mature look and beauty categories hands down. Nobody comes close to him no matter what category you place him in for his beauty.”

“And before his marriage announcement, he didn’t even have any scandals,” Yu Jingxian continued. “People found out he’s no longer single only after he announced that he had a fiancee. Before that, apart from the news about his fiancee, there’s not even a hint of scandal or rumors about his love life.”

“That’s right,” Zhuang Tingting said, resting her cheek on her palm. “I say, there are many unspoken rules for female stars in such media and television companies, like attending all types of dinner parties with their bosses. Han Zhuoli had all these conveniences yet he never used them. As long as he lifted his finger, anyone from the entertainment industry and not just from his company would be more than willing to go with him.”

Zhang Xiaoying did not say anything, but the jealousy was burning within her.

“Stop guessing, no one knows who that woman is. But she must be someone important as well for Han Zhuoli to be so secretive. She might even be someone from one of the great families,” Zhang Xiaoying said in a low voice. “From what I see, she’s probably from one of the eight great families. Marriages between the eight great families are highly possible.”

“Wow, wouldn’t that be a mighty union,” Zhuang Tingting said with her envy leaking through. “Some people just have good fortunes to reincarnate well into a good family. In those great families, potential husbands are always exceptional. They don’t even have to search for the candidates, their families would automatically find the most outstanding men for them.”

“That’s enough,” Zhang Xiaoying said irritatedly. “Whatever the case, it’ll never be us. I’m just a small-time actor and you all haven’t even entered the entertainment industry. Even if you have entered and managed to make a name for yourselves, we’re still merely artistes. It might seem glorious with lots of fans loving us and many young girls envying us, but for people like Han Zhuoli, at that status, they wouldn’t even give us the time of day. To them, we’re only actors. Putting aside Han Zhuoli, there are many wealthy scions who’ve dated female stars, but how many of them actually married them? Most were just for fun. So all those dreams of marrying into the wealthy, save it.”

Zhuang Tingting pursed her lips, feeling unhappy but knowing that what Zhang Xiaoying said made sense.

The total number of female celebrities, from age 80 and younger, who married into the wealthy could be counted with just two hands.

“Ay, we went off-track,” Zhuang Tingting said. “Look at that ring, how big is that? Now look at Lu Man’s.”

Zhuang Tingting took a glance and snorted. “No need for it to be as big as this, but shouldn’t it at least have a center stone?”

“That’s right, I think Xiyue’s analysis is spot-on. That fiance of Lu Man’s, even if he isn’t as rich as Han Zhuoli, he should have bought a ring of similar size, shouldn’t he?” Yu Jingxian said.

The more they spoke, the more they felt it was the case, so the four of them all agreed that that was that.