Everyone thinks so in their hearts, who is Ye Feimo? He is ruthless, indifferent and decisive. There is never a shortage of women around him, one after another. No one in the circle knows how cold Second Young Master Ye is.
Whoever likes the woman around him, he will never blink and give her away.
Even Tang Shuwen was thinking that Ye Feimo wanted to give away his warmth.
He would not sit idly by, otherwise Mandong would have to fight him desperately. Just as Tang Shuwen was about to speak, his expression changed and Wen Wen was startled. He looked at Ye Feimo infatuatedly as he took her hand and intertwined their fingers.
"Dr. Zhong, did you misunderstand something? Didn't you see what she was wearing around her neck?" Ye Feimo's voice sounded like it was the middle of December, and the entire banquet suddenly started to snow.
Those women who were waiting for a good show and had no good intentions were shocked.
Director Zhong pretended to be drunk, and stretched out his hands to Wen Nuan's chest, as if he wanted to pick up the rose tear and take a closer look, but everyone could see that he was taking advantage of Wen Wen.
Ye Feimo intercepted his hand, a cold smile flashed across his face, his eyes flashed with anger, and he twisted his hand with his backhand, breaking his bones, only to hear a scream from him.
The women were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Several investors supported him, looked at Ye Feimo angrily, and loudly asked him what he was doing.
A sneer appeared on Ye Feimo's lips. He was arrogant, noble and elegant, but also filled with a bit of murderous intent. "You dare to touch my fiancée. It's light to cripple one of your arms. I don't know whether to live or die!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Han Bi's face turned pale and she took a step back slightly. Gu Rui hurriedly supported her. She chuckled and said, "It's okay. The shoes are too high and it's uncomfortable to stand on."
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Sisters, collect a lot of them, use your hands, and recommend them to me.
