"I..."
Liu Bingyun's pretty face turned red, and she was suddenly at a loss for words.
Feeling this embarrassment, she was both frustrated and angry.
She remembered how in the past, men who appeared around her were always flattering and vying to please her.
If she said 'one,' those men would never dare say 'two.'
To not exaggerate, even if she farted, there would be someone claiming it smelled good.
But ever since she met Wang Xiaolong, she had no longer felt that cherished sensation.
Keep in mind, these men were either rich heirs, social elites, or executives of some company.
And Wang Xiaolong, he was just a country bumpkin by origin.
In terms of status and position, any of them could crush him.
Based on this alone, he should be more humble and modest.
But contrary to expectations, everything he displayed was a million times more arrogant than all of those young masters combined!
