Liu Jing smiled knowingly and let out a light "mm," which could be taken as an agreement.
Wen Ran's temples throbbed uncontrollably, and she couldn't suppress her emotions.
She rolled her eyes, pulled her hand out of Fu Chenlie's palm, and strode toward the parked car.
Then—
She heard a voice behind her, low but unmistakable—
"Ms. Liu, forgive me for being blunt, but whether it's your figure, looks, personality, or character, you can't compare to my wife in any respect."
Liu Jing was absolutely shocked that Fu Chenlie would say such a thing!
She always thought men enjoyed seeking excitement outside, and she considered herself not bad in terms of figure or appearance.
However—
Fu Chenlie kept delivering blows: "Let me ask, why would I forsake my gorgeous, long-legged legal wife and demean myself by touching someone like you, whose morals are skewed and is available to anyone…"