Upon realizing this, Fang Jingyi's face immediately darkened, her eyes glaring fiercely at Rong Mochen, "How long are you going to remain stubbornly wrong? What does a woman like her have that makes her worth you going to such lengths? Four years ago, she could sell her body for money. In a place like Ye Hui, as long as a man pays, she shamelessly offers up her body. A woman like that, a woman like that, even mentioning her feels filthy!"
Fang Jingyi's last words were spoken with particular resentment.
Fang Jingyi continued speaking with self-satisfaction, watching blatantly as Rong Mochen's face tightened and turned sullen, a pair of dark pupils emitting chilly aura but she ignored it.
