"Miss Han, I'm afraid I have to queue up. There are so many women chasing me that I can't even count them. I treat everyone equally. If you are willing to queue up, then just wait." Ye Feimo turned the pen in his hand expressionlessly, his tone cold.
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"Feimo, I thought you were willing to get back together with me." Han Bi said sadly, looking at Ye Feimo with a faint look, which was a kind of accusation, grievance, and deep affection.
She is beautiful, and every aspect of her expression is handled with great detail.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
Ye Feimo was indifferent and asked coldly: "What did I do to make you have such a misunderstanding?"
Han Bi was speechless, and Ye Feimo's frowning eyebrows relaxed, "You mean that kiss? Miss Han, people come and go in your bed, do you still care if your lips take the initiative to cater to a man?"
"Ye Feimo!" Han Bi shouted in pain, feeling mixed with shame and anger, clenching her fists tightly. How could he humiliate people like this?
Does her bed have people coming and going?
Ye Feimo, how cruel must you be to say such a thing?
Does he only want revenge on her?
"If you don't want to, just say it. There is no need to humiliate people like this. No matter how much I, Han Bi, love you, I will never allow you to humiliate me like this." Han Bi said with tears in her eyes. She looked at Ye Feimo with a look in her eyes.
Grief and shame.
Such a look was enough to make a strong man wrap his fingers around his fingers, but Ye Feimo remained indifferent. Han Bi's eyes dimmed and she turned around and left.
Ye Feimo, the fact that you hate me and blame me means that you still have me in your heart.
It's okay, I can wait.
As soon as the door closed, Ye Feimo's face darkened, and his mind fluctuated. He was really a genius. He clearly didn't want to say those words, and he knew Han Bi was arrogant and self-respected, but he insisted on humiliating her like this.
He knew clearly that this would make her cry and sad, but he just couldn't control his mouth.
Damn it!
Ye Feimo was so irritated that he punched the desk hard.
"shit!"
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The second young master’s mouth sometimes feels a little flat.o(n_n)oHaha~
