Ye San's poisonous tongue
Wang Rui can no longer let her enjoy a life of wealth and glory, so she naturally wants to find another way out. Ye Chen and Yang Zekun are undoubtedly the best candidates.
"I and Miss Cheng are old classmates, she loves vanity and was deceived by others. I just kindly advised her not to be obstinate, lest she become a laughing stock. At Old Master Yang's birthday banquet, what a big scene it was! She brought out a fake rosetear, isn't that humiliating? It also lost face for Old Master Yang."
Cheng Anya coldly smiled as she looked at her flattering face, shaking her head.
She really can't understand why this woman could be so shameless
People should have self-awareness. Last time I saw Ye Chen desperately batting her eyelashes, this time I saw Yang Zekun also trying his best to show off his charm, she really...
It's still belittling oneself to elevate her value, and it's rare to be shameless to this extent.
Not of my kind!
"People who don't know the goods would think this rosetear is fake, just like you. No matter how famous the brand you wear, it still looks like a fake!" Just as Yang Zekun was about to get angry, an icy voice cut in, instantly bringing the atmosphere to freezing point.
Ye Chen's delicate features were as cold as a devil from hell, his eyes swept over Chen Yingying with a chilly gaze, and he sneered indifferently, "Have you ever seen real rosetears?"
Compared with Yang Zekun's gentlemanly demeanor, he still left her a bit of face.
Ye Chen is obviously more ruthless and evil, with a demonic aura in his eyes that sends chills down one's spine, without any hint of tenderness or mercy.
Some people, provoke him, he will return tenfold, regardless of gender.
Ye Chen's world, many times, has no distinction of sex, only a distinction between friend and foe.
This is Ye Chen, the cold-blooded Ye Chen.
"I..." Chen Yingying was speechless, yes, how could she have possibly seen a rosetear, only having seen it in magazines a few times. It's a symbol of honor and wealth that everyone loves, but truly understands very little.
"How dare you!" Ye Chen said coldly, "A pitiful woman, instead of being jealous of others, why not go find a place to die and be reborn, and remake your character."
All around, a murmur of whispers rose up, interspersed with the soft mocking laughter of women.