"Xinyi told me all about you. I've studied your type, you're the kind of man who's lost his integrity all over the place, and even a 3000-watt spotlight won't help you find it. When you think, the first direction is definitely towards skewed morals, am I wrong?" Xiao Fangfang said with contempt.
"Oh, please, you?"
Ye Xiong revealed a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth and said, "Brother here has plenty of beauties around, which one isn't stronger than you? Xinyi is purer than you, Sister Hua has more charm than you, Weiwei is more passionate than you. Each of them keeps me company for two days a week, and I rest on Sundays. Isn't that perfect, when is it your turn?"
Hearing him say this, Xiao Fangfang stood up abruptly, her face flushed with anger.
"You're saying I'm not as good as them?"
Women, ah, are all vain creatures, super fond of saving face, and what they hate most is being told by a man that they're not as good as other women.
