"Zhao Ruifeng still won't obey? Forget it, I don't care about him anymore. He'll be mine in half a month's time anyway. It's fine for a man to throw a tantrum occasionally. If he loves his ugly wife so much, there's no reason why he wouldn't be moved by such a beautiful and perfect woman like me. " The saintess was lying on a soft couch with her back facing Jiang Xi. She was flipping through the documents sent from various places.
"You're right, Saintess. It's probably General Zhao who deliberately put on airs to attract your attention." The maidservant beside her looked at the saintess with admiration.
Jiang Xi thought, 'Heh, you're coveting my man in front of me?'
The saintess seemed to be interested. She threw away the documents and stood up. Her black hair fell down, and she was very beautiful.
