Shouldn't Xu Ningxi be like the rat that crosses the street, everyone shouting to hit her, wishing she could shrink away?
How can she still dine in such high-end places?!
Could I have really predicted this wrong?
"Xu Ningxi, where did the money come from? Could it be from your gigolo husband? Did he sell himself again, this time selling his body to whom? Oh, no, it should be 'to which man,' right?" she blurted in a rush.
"Which rich man actually enjoys this gigolo thing, being able to accept such a double-headed plug, haha, congratulations to you two, finding such an awesome client, congrats to you both for having no bottom line," she sneered with a mocking laugh.
Xu Ningxi never expected Huanyan to fabricate such stories, to speak of Fu Hanzheng like that.
Pointing the finger at innocent Fu Hanzheng.
And now, Fu Hanzheng was sitting right across from her.
She was grateful he couldn't hear any of this.
She was even more furious at Huanyan's vulgarity.
