She laughed loudly. "I’m just happy. Big lug, I’m starting to like you a bit. Don’t get wrong, when I say I like you... how should I put this... not in a romantic way..."
"Humph. Might as well say you worship , right?"
"HAHA, perhaps just a little."
"Sigh, you have no idea. I was ruined by this sleazy guy..."
"Who’s the sleazy guy?"
"Well, my so-called ex-boyfriend..."
Wan Donglin was genuinely surprised. How did this co back to ? I’m getting blad for doing nothing!
"He’s truly despicable. We’ve already broken up, and I didn’t run away with his money. But he won’t leave alone. He even got another sleazy guy in his circle to insult , and that guy is even more disgusting..."
Wan Donglin pressed his hand hard against his forehead. What a ss this is. I’m dead tired, and yet I have to sit here listening to my own "cris"—good heavens, if I wanted to deal with her, would I really need soone else to do it? Am I that pathetic?
He was curious. "Who did he get to insult you?"
Yan Xixi then told him all about how Wang Xiaohao had threatened her.
Wan Donglin was instantly furious. Who does Wang Xiaohao think he is? How dare he bother her again, and using my na, no less! Does he have a death wish? A repulsive pig like him, a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh, actually dared to ask Xixi to ’accompany’ him for a month?
He could not contain his anger. "Is he still threatening you?"
"I think... he probably doesn’t have the energy to threaten for now..."
Wan Donglin was intrigued. "Why?"
She recounted the events of that evening. When Wan Donglin heard that Wang Xiaohao’s wife had shown up and nearly beaten him to a pulp, he laughed heartily, praising, "Well done! Perfect. HAHAHA, people like that should be beaten to death."
"Sigh, but my boyfriend always tells to be forgiving when I can. Plus, he wouldn’t pay attention to such baseless rumors. He believes I have no reason to squabble with people like that. And he probably thinks I might have gone overboard. After all, apart from that jerk, the young model with him got beaten pretty badly too. The young model was just an innocent party caught up in all this."
He was dismissive. "Extre asures for extre people. Would you prefer to be continually threatened by that jerk, or be done with it once and for all? Besides, the model isn’t completely blaless. If she chooses that line of work, she should be prepared for the risks."
She was taken aback. It wasn’t about Wang Xiaohao—it was his tone regarding the young model, implying that a mistress should expect to be beaten and scolded. I’m so glad I pulled back from the brink—I never truly interfered in Wan Donglin’s marriage—and I swear I’ll never beco a mistress as long as I live.
"Sigh, it’s easy enough to handle the jerk, but the real culprit... I can’t deal with him. What do you think I should do?"
He was puzzled. "The real culprit?"
"That so-called ex-boyfriend of mine. He’s haughty and twisted. Plus, he’s super rich. Sigh, I don’t even get the chance to get near him, let alone do anything about him... I’m feeling really depressed..."
Hearing her "assessnt" of firsthand certainly wasn’t pleasant.
"Miss, on what grounds do you think your ex-boyfriend is behind this? I can’t believe that he would stoop so low."
"You just don’t know him. He’s extrely twisted. He has at least a thousand lovers and often takes part in things like the Exchange Despair Club. That jerk is one of his cronies from the club. My ex orchestrated him to harass . Wherever I go, that sleazy jerk follows..."
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