Liu Zhizhong was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.
He looked at Xiang Wenxin and could only say, "You're pretty even when you curse."
Xiang Wenxin slightly turned her head, gave him a fleeting glance, sized him up, and continued driving, "Everyone has the right to curse. Not cursing means the emotions aren't there."
"Yeah, I guess..."
Liu Zhizhong thought to himself, Feng Xiaoyue had quite a presence back in Hu Yang Province. But here in Ningnan Province, oh, reduced to being called trash.
It seems these two belong to the same circle?
Oh, maybe this Xiang Wenxin also holds a similar status to those of the Qian family or the Feng family in Ningnan Province?
If that's the case, then wouldn't all the provinces in the world be...?
The more he thought, the more Liu Zhizhong felt it was possible!
Xiang Wenxin said, "Tell me, what's your relationship with that cheap woman? Are you her kept man? Is she dissatisfied with her husband, or particularly pleased with you?"
Damn…
