Wen Nuan felt as if there were ringing in her ears, as if someone had crushed her pride and self-esteem. She looked at him incredulously, Ye Feimo's cold eyes barely showing a ripple of emotion, "The agreement takes effect today."
She really wanted to pick up the document on the table and smash it over his head. He could see her anger, yet he calmly watched her.
"Standing there like a corpse waiting to be dissected?" Ye Feimo said blankly, scanning her from head to toe, "Or waiting for me to serve you?"
Wen Nuan clenched her fists tightly; she swore that if murder were not a crime and she could take the place of the murdered, she would definitely have stabbed Ye Feimo right then. He was unbearably cold and seemingly dull, yet his words were infuriating.
"Aren't you being too much?" Wen Nuan ground her teeth.
