She never expected that reply.
Qiao Mianmian could feel Mo Yesi's rising anger as she finished speaking.
The hand caressing her head froze.
A cold aura emanated from him.
Even though it was in summer, she felt a chill down her spine.
She bit on her lip and smiled. When she met Shen Rou's gaze, she slowly said, "Compared to his fortune and power, I'm more attracted to his face and rocking body.
"Miss Shen, you would be insulting his personal charm if you accuse me of being together with Mo Yesi for his money and power. Don't you think that everything pales in comparison to this wonderful face?
"So, if I'm with him for any reason, it would be his face.
"Don't you think that it's a joy to marry a guy with such a perfect face and body? It would be such an enjoyable experience to see such a handsome face first thing in the morning. Even if I were to eat scraps for my whole life, I would still be satisfied."
