"Wifey, I know your 34C chest isn't small, you don't have to thrust it out for me to see. But even if you do, it's pointless, because in this matter, your opposition doesn't count," Pei Yibai said with a smile, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.
Upon hearing this, Song Weiyi felt the blood in her chest almost spurt out.
This damn lecher, ignoring the main point and focusing on the details instead.
He's truly an out-and-out lecher!
She glared at Pei Yibai angrily, "Who's talking to you about chests? I'm talking to you about work, and it's serious!"
"Mhm, I'm also seriously telling you my answer."
"Is it me who's going to work or you? Why can't I go if you don't agree? Pei Yibai, you can't do this, domineering, dictatorial, monopolizing, stingy…"
Song Weiyi kept a straight face as she blurted out every term she could think of that would describe someone at the peak of awfulness.
