"Haven't you seen the articles from Anning Entertainment Edition? They all say that Ye Feimo's interest in a woman doesn't last longer than a week. You're quite confident, aren't you? Do you think you'll be the exception?" he asked mockingly, his brows dripping with scorn.
Wen Nuan felt extremely embarrassed but managed a slight smile. "Stud!"
"You're the one being planted." Ye Feimo looked at her expressionlessly. Wen Nuan was thunderstruck, her inner cosmos wildly aflame. She wanted to punch him badly. She realized that Ye Feimo was unbelievably strong.
No matter what you called him, he had the skill to hit back with a comment that was both incisive and maddeningly infuriating.
"Ye Feimo, since it won't exceed a week, then let's make it a week-long bet, shall we?"
"What makes you think you can negotiate terms with me?" Ye Feimo said. "Enough chit-chat. In a word, until I get tired of you."
