The Public Enemy of women

Rong Yan laughed at herself. How could she think that Liancheng Yazhi would let it go after hearing such words?

It wasn't that he was broad-minded or that he didn't want to take revenge. He was waiting for her to soften up and take down the hard shell that she was guarding against before he stabbed her in the back. Only then would it hurt her.

Red packet! A present!

How creative, how valuable, and how unforgettable it was!

How much did he hate her that he had to go through so much trouble to prepare this banquet to humiliate her?

Humiliation?

She would not let him have his way!

Since you've prepared for so long, I'll return you a generous gift of equal value!

Rong Yan knew that at this moment, everyone was watching her make a fool of herself. They wanted to see her cry and go crazy.

However-

I'm sorry, but I won't let you have your way.