That statement was indeed hard on the ears. To a woman, being referred to as "used goods" was an unacceptable insult.
"Shen Luo'an! Don't you go assuming everyone is as despicable as you are! He's my boss! He's nothing like the bastard you are who wouldn't even let your sister off!" Ye Youyou spat out as she endured the pain on her arm.
The expression on Shen Luo'an's face darkened. "If I'm a bastard, what does that make you, who kept chasing after me all those years? You even threatened suicide in order to marry this bastard. That just makes you a contemptible whore."
Whore…
Ye Youyou had never been an eloquent speaker. The insult that was thrown her way made her boil with fury. She was unable to say anything more except to yell out, "No, you're the whore!"
