Women like her only need a little scare once in a while, after all, they have no power to fight back.
If she were like the woman before, she should have been cast into the eighteenth level of Hell long ago.
"It seems that just being away from me for a moment has made you miss me so much," Xiong Mei swayed over to Yun Mu, laying her hand on his shoulder with a flirtatious air.
Lu Xiaodie had seen a lot of brazen women but never expected this one to have such thick skin.
She marched right up to Xiong Mei and pushed her forward, "Back off, he's mine."
"Since he's yours, I won't fight you for him, but you'll have to pay a fee."
"Say that to me one more time."
"Pay a fee."
"I think you're asking for death."
Lu Xiaodie was thoroughly enraged; she couldn't believe this woman dared to proposition her man right in front of her, as if she were soliciting a gigolo!
