"Miss Wen, you're an adult, do I still need to explain it to you?" Ye Feimo said coldly, "Woman is a pleasant word, but to put it unpleasantly, paramour."
Wen Nuan instantly clenched her fist, fuck this!
If it wasn't for her knowing she was no match for Ye Feimo, she really wanted to rush up and smash his face with a punch. Why the hell did he have the right to say such vile words to her, to trample on her dignity, just because he was powerful and she was at his mercy?
He and Fang Liucheng were no different.
Both were bullies using their power.
He clearly saw the rage in her eyes; her pale little face flushed a bit, remarkably eye-catching, but her aura soon weakened. He thought she would storm out and slam the door, but she didn't.
"Mr. Ye, you said that I didn't have to sleep with you."
"Did I?" Ye Feimo's face was expressionless as he twirled his pen, "I've forgotten."
"You..."
