Manwh*re

The subordinate whose shoulder was shot fell to the ground, then immediately got up. Gritting his teeth, he returned to his seat. 

The group of subordinates was also silent. Faced with such a situation, they did not even dare to make a sound, lest they meet the same fate as their colleague.

Feng Shengxuan was downcast. He turned to the housekeeper, who was standing at attention, and growled, "She fell in love with a manwh*re behind my back and even disposed of our own men for him. Is she still sane? I didn't even flip out, and she literally just hung up on me! How could she do this?

Housekeeper, "…"

The housekeeper could not help but roll her eyes, slandering him in her heart, "Young Master, why do you have so many questions that you dare not ask Miss Nuannuan herself?

"All you know is to behave atrociously in front of these subordinates, but in front of Miss Nuannuan, you have always been but a chicken!