How could she not love such a man? How could she not fall into his gentle and soulful eyes, or the web of love he had woven for her?
Yu Chuhe looked at the woman in front of him and sneered continuously in his heart. He didn't need to use any tricks to deal with ordinary women. As long as he hooked his finger at them, those women would flock to him in droves. Just like the woman in front of him. It had only been two days but look at her. She was already completely bewitched by him.
He believed that even if he told her to drop dead now, she would die for him without hesitation too.
Women were simply such shallow and pathetic creatures. No woman could escape his control, except that Ling Sheng. He had bent over backward and tried every trick in his book, but he had still failed to win her over.
