Qin Huailing looked at the expression on Yun Mengshi's face. An ominous glint flashed across his eyes, and it disappeared the next instant. He chuckled, "So you're here to offer yourself as my mistress."
At that moment, Yun Mengshi felt that she was insignificant. However, she didn't have a choice. She clenched her jaw and pretended to be pitiful.
Qin Huailing waved his hand at Yun Mengshi and said, "Come here. Since you want to be my mistress, you need to let me judge if you're worthy!"
At that point, Yun Mengshi was just like a product that was being sold at a discount. She was even being harshly trampled on the ground by Qin Huailing. She could only inch forward, and kneel down before Qin Huailing. Her heart welled up with resentment and humiliation. When she looked at Qin Huailing's legs, her eyes were full of unconcealed disdain.
