Who would've thought the other woman would just purse her lips, chuckle twice, then leisurely wander around her office in a slow circle.
Then she went on sizing up Zi Ruoxi from head to toe with this strange look in her eyes. That look made Zi Ruoxi feel dazed and physically uncomfortable all over. A woman staring at another woman—what kind of feeling is that! Dizzy!
Just as Zi Ruoxi, full of questions, was about to speak, the other woman beat her to it.
"So it's true—you're devastatingly beautiful, a face that could topple cities, beauty like a fairy! I'd say… you don't even need to put in much effort to seduce anyone. One smile, one look, and men would lose control, get all worked up and horny!" Han Feifei's half-mocking, half-sarcastic words were downright nasty. As she spoke, she kept wagging her finger and swaying her hips, glancing at her own glossy black nail polish. Her coquettish posture was ridiculously over-the-top.
