Chapter 7 When I Am a Woman

aightened her back. Ye Yutong is an intelligent and perceptive person; he had looked into Fang Liucheng's matter regarding Warm Dad, so he naturally understood the grudge between Fang and the Wens."Fa...Chapter 7 When I Am a Woman (1)

45th floor, a composite apartment.

The interior decor followed an elegant style—soft carpets, beige sofas, beautiful crystal chandeliers, and antique furniture. Every corner exuded elegance yet also radiated warmth, which clashed with Ye Feimo's overall demeanor.

She looked left and right but couldn't find any place in Ye Feimo that had anything to do with warmth.

Cold, silent, and stern were the impressions she had of him.

Tossing a bathrobe to her, "Clean yourself up. I have something to tell you."

"Mr. Ye, I...

"Clean yourself up!" Ye Feimo pronounced each word deliberately, sounding extremely cold.

Warming suppressed her temper, and as soon as she closed the bathroom door, she clenched her fists in midair, fuming. Damn it, that pervert, that ice cube—she was the one who had no romantic experience, yet she was the one suffering; he was taking advantage of a vulnerable person, so why did he feel righteous

Warming was furious. She suddenly realized why she had followed him back here in the first place; her mind must have been addled.

Given Ye Feimo's reputation, being alone together...

Damn it, Warmth, you really are slow to catch on.

She has always been optimistic. Thinking about it, she had already lost her innocence anyway, so there was no need to be pretentious; that man might not even fancy her.

She changed out of her soaked clothes and, with no other choice, also took off her內衣褲. There was no way around it since everything was wet. She washed them quickly and put them in the dryer. The man's bathrobe was large and spacious, so she wrapped herself tightly in it before opening the bathroom door.

She wasn't wearing anything inside, which made Warmth feel awkward.

Ye Feimo untied his tie and loosened the top three buttons of his shirt, revealing his well-built chest. His sleeves were rolled up slightly, giving him an appearance of wild freedom and a hint of danger.

The heavens are truly unfair; they bestowed upon him the most splendid looks and the noblest lineage, not to mention his temperament and charisma, as if that wasn't enough, even his physique is perfectly sculpted. The heavens really have no eyes, how can all men in this world compete with such perfection

One grain of rice nurtures a hundred different people.

"Mr. Ye, I want to ask you..."

"Be my woman!" Warming's words were cut off by Ye Feimo. The man was resolute and domineering, his gaze intense and piercing.d."Ye Feimo, you're so heavy..." A warm and hazy thought squeezed through her mind and came out of her mouth. Indeed, he was very heavy; she was completely pressed onto the sofa by him, weighed down i...