Under the stark white light, Chi Huan coldly observed the man standing not far in front of her.
She simply couldn't understand how some men could stoop so low as to become this revolting.
Her fingers gripped her cell phone, initially ready to call Feng Xing, but a sudden flurry of events had left her without the chance, and her high heels made no sound on the thick, plush carpet.
The smile on her face was charming, but her delicately made-up eyes and eyebrows were veiled with a thin, piercing layer of mockery. Her voice was soft, yet extremely distant, "When a person stoops so low, they really do become invincible, right? I've seduced you, have I? Fine, use your phone to call me. Let's see if my phone has your number saved, any call logs, any text messages, or WeChat records... or any other record of me reaching out to you. And..."
