“Girly, what’s your name? Who’s your leader?” A middle-aged man unscrupulously checked out Ye Wanwan’s figure.
“You’ve got the wrong person,” Ye Wanwan coldly said as she glanced at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man stared at Ye Wanwan, his lips turning up. “Oh? You have quite the temper…”
Before Ye Wanwan could say anything, the woman in red haughtily examined Ye Wanwan with disdain evident on her face. She asked the middle-aged man, “Brother Xiong, what’s good about this trash? She pretends to be holier-than-thou, but she should look in the mirror first and see who she is!”
“Ah, Xiao Lan, don’t be jealous. Brother Xiong still loves you…” The middle-aged man lasciviously slapped the woman in red’s butt as he said that.
The woman in red pouted. “Brother Xiong, what are you saying? I’m just afraid this trash won’t service you well.”
“That’s not necessarily true. You can service me together tonight and you can guide her… How about it?” The middle-aged man chuckled.
The woman in red glanced at Ye Wanwan in contempt. “Since that’s what Brother Xiong wants, you’ll service Brother Xiong well tonight, do you hear me?”
Ye Wanwan had a humorless smile on her lips. No one had ever acted so presumptuously toward her in the Independent State.
Although Ye Wanwan knew she wasn’t the genuine president of the Fearless Alliance, she was currently resting on the president’s throne.
“Scram,” Ye Wanwan said impatiently.
“You little b*tch… Do you know who Brother Xiong is? Allowing you to service Brother Xiong tonight is three lifetimes of good fortune! Yet you’re f*cking pretending to be pure?” The woman in red angrily glared at Ye Wanwan.
“Ah, Xiao Lan, don’t be so mean. You’re going to scare this little miss.” The middle-aged man smiled at the woman in red and walked to Ye Wanwan. “Girly, you haven’t answered me. What’s your name?”
The middle-aged man reached out for Ye Wanwan’s cheek as he said that.
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