"I never realized before, but Yi, you're quite a romantic, aren't you? Splurging on a BMW, investing in a whole billion for a pretty girl, tsk tsk."
Seeing Xiao Yi still seemed to be clueless, wearing a confused look on his face, Shen Xiaoxiao couldn't help but grow even more angry inside, her sneer deepened, and her tone became increasingly sarcastic.
Thinking about how she had been worried sick these past two days, unable to settle down even at work, fretting over his safety, while he was lying to her. He said he had left, but he hadn't gone anywhere—he was out wooing a young beauty, making a big scene on the street. A surge of irritation welled up in her heart.
This little bastard really had no conscience at all.
"Xiaoxiao... you..."
Xiao Yi's mouth fell open in complete shock; if he still didn't understand what was going on now, he would have been too much of a fool. He never expected that Shen Xiaoxiao would have found out about this morning's incident.
