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021 Adult games

"Ms. Wen, you are an adult, do you still need me to explain?" Ye Feimo said coldly: "Woman is a nice word. To put it worse, it means mistress."

I clenched my fists in a moment of warmth, damn you!

If she hadn't known that she was no match for Ye Feimo, she would have really wanted to rush up and smash his face with a punch. Why could he say such vicious words to her and trample on her dignity just because he had the power?

Being powerful, does she want something from him?

There is no difference between him and Fang Liucheng.

They are all bullying others.

He clearly saw the anger in her eyes. At that moment, her pale little face was stained with a bit of blush, which was very bright. But soon, her momentum weakened, and he thought she would slam the door and leave.

But she didn't.

"Mr. Ye, you said that I don't need to go to bed with you."

"Really?" Ye Feimo said expressionlessly, turning the pen in his hand, "I forgot."

"you……"

"Ms. Wen, when you step into Anning International today, you have no leverage to bargain with me. You will do whatever I say. This is an adult world. If you want to play children's games, please go to the children's paradise." Ye.

Feimo's words are like ice splashing on the warm and refreshing heart.

Why should he be so aggressive and harsh?

"How long is the deadline?" Wen Nuan weighed it again and again and asked him sternly. There must be a deadline. If being his woman can exchange for his father's safety, she is willing to do so.

"Until I get tired of you."

Wen Nuan is sulky, damn, he is too much of a bully, wait until he gets tired of it? "That's not fair, how do I know when you are tired of it? If you don't get tired of it in ten years, do I have to stay with you for ten years?"

The cold wind in the office blows loudly.

Ye Feimo raised a smile that was not a smile, but was ridiculing, "Miss Wen, don't you usually read the entertainment section?"

He suddenly changed the topic, Wen Nuan couldn't keep up with his thoughts, and nodded conditionally. She loved reading entertainment newspapers, but what did what they were talking about have to do with reading entertainment newspapers?

Nuan Nuan doesn’t understand.


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