Ye Xiong laughed, a laugh so sinister.
Why are women nowadays so shameless?
Women like Wang Yuezhen, who had been played with by countless men, who knows to what extent she'd been wrecked by Zhao Hu. Did a woman like her even deserve to be fought over by him?
Where did she get that sense of superiority?
Or did she believe that he'd never encountered a woman in his life?
"Then give us a striptease," Ye Xiong said lazily.
Then he shouted to the men all around, "Sister Zhen is going to perform a striptease for us all, what do you say, good or not?"
"Good!"
The booming response arose.
Wang Yuezhen, who climbed up the ranks by selling her body and ashamed many, but could not be denied, did possess a certain charm.
A free striptease, which man wouldn't want to watch?
"You... you're despicable," Wang Yuezhen cooed.
Ye Xiong, seeing her affected manner, felt a surge of disgust.
