Zhuang Li frowned. His taste in women had never changed. He liked girls like Shen Sisi. He liked someone who was pure, charming, and needed to be cared for. He didn't like someone as proactive and aggressive as Wei Xi'er. She was so eager to establish a relationship during their first meeting. How shameless and desperate she was?
Zhuang Li was full of disdain. He glanced at Wei Xi'er and said coldly, "Of course, Miss Wei..." Just as he was about to say something, he sensed a strong smell of perfume. Wei Xi'er leaned forward and put a beautiful finger on Zhuang Li's thin lips. Her eyes were smiling as she said, "If we are in a relationship, why do you address me as Miss Wei? Right, my dear boyfriend?"
Zhuang Li's body stiffened. He wished he could push Wei Xier's hand away. How many relationships had this woman gone through to be so proactive and skilled? That was disgusting!
