"What's your name?" asked Investor B.
Wen Nuan gritted her teeth, ready to answer, when Investor B raised his hand to interrupt her, smiling towards Ye Feimo, "Second Young Master Ye, how about I strike a deal for this woman with you? I have plenty of pretty girls and boys under my wing, for you to choose from."
Wen Nuan's lips were almost bleeding from biting so hard, yet stubbornly she didn't let go.
Humiliation!
This was naked humiliation.
In a public setting, with so many prominent figures present, all pivotal in the entertainment circle—actors, directors, investors, producers... each one renowned.
Yet, he shamelessly proposed such a sexual transaction with no caution whatsoever.
That insolent gaze lingered on her chest without moving on.
She had never suffered such humiliation in her life.
Ye Feimo, what on earth did you bring me here for?
Was it to suffer such humiliation?
What have I done to offend you, to deserve this punishment?
