Xue Junyi stared at Ling Hua, who looked like a goddess in her expensive outfit, and was momentarily dumbfounded.
Seeing that Xue Junyi remained silent, Ling Hua felt there was nothing left to say to him.
Just then, her mother's secretary called her over, so Ling Hua prepared to leave.
But suddenly Xue Junyi grabbed her hand, "I also want to ask you, how come you are at this kind of banquet wearing such expensive clothes!"
"What do you mean?" Ling Hua furrowed her brows slightly.
"You're still pretending? Then I'll just say it outright, you're having an affair with your employer, aren't you?"
Xue Junyi felt a surge of jealousy when he thought of Ling Hua, so pure and beautiful, lying beneath that fat and big-eared man not far away.
"What employer, what affair? Xue Junyi, don't smear others with your own filth."
Ling Hua was infuriated; Xue Junyi was actually suspecting that she was selling her body for money, which was the ultimate insult to her.
