Qi Haili looked at Chen Yun with a lecherous expression, as if he already had her in his grasp.
He believed that a woman, for the sake of her husband's illness, would definitely compromise.
Not to mention that she was a woman who had been lonely for many years.
It has to be said, this woman was truly beautiful, even more so than in her photographs. The slightly open neckline revealed a deep cleavage.
Her ample bosom was really large; he had never seen one so big before.
So big, playing with them must be absolutely exhilarating.
The others also radiated a lewd light as they stared at Chen Yun, as if she were a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in their eyes.
Chen Yun had not expected these people to have such intentions. Glancing at Zhang Tiande, who was already dead drunk, she began to suspect that perhaps from the beginning, it wasn't Zhang Tiande who had asked her to come.