That night, Shen Yingxue lay in the arms of a Mediterranean, coquettishly exaggerating to her sugar daddy about how she had been neglected that day.
"Wanxiong, I was bullied, you must stand up for me," she said, rubbing her bosom against the Mediterranean's arms.
The Mediterranean, teased, tightened his hug, "My little darling, don't worry; as long as you take good care of your brother, I will definitely stand up for you. You say what to do, and we'll do just that, okay?"
With that, he leaned in for a big kiss.
Shen Yingxue felt disgustingly sick inside, but she put on a coy face and half-heartedly yielded to the Mediterranean.
Internally, she vowed that once she hooked a better man, she would be the first to kick this old geezer to the curb. Damn disgusting! And that Shen Yunfang, not knowing favor when it's shown, she would make sure her lousy farm couldn't go on. She would just wait and see who was more formidable!
