Ye Qilan felt a tickle in his ear.
Su Hongxing was leaning in too close, her soft and sweet scent filling his nostrils, triggering a physiological response.
Feeling uneasy, he pushed Su Hongxing a little further away, and said over the phone to Cao Shiyu, "It's true. Those who know me understand my nature. I want what I like. Hongxing is someone I like. Even though we're divorced, I still support her, and she's still my woman. If you can accept that, good. If you can't, there's still time for you to reconsider marrying me. I won't force you."
Su Hongxing, listening closely by the side, scoffed lightly. This damned Ye Qilan, he couldn't even bother to sweet talk and deceive Cao Shiyu. She wondered what Love Potion these women had taken to put up with his philandering ways.
In her view, Ye Qilan had changed into what he was today because these women who loved him had indulged him.
