"How could a whoremonger ever become Sect Leader? And who would ever formally marry a prostitute? Behind their backs, God knows how many people would gossip, how much ridicule they'd have to endure. So I say, with those two's reputations, if anything truly happened between them, there would be no redemption—it would ruin them for life."
Hua Ruyu's expression turned cold. "If Ouyang Feng were alone, he might not truly work for us. But as long as Hua Qianqian is dragged into this, he'll be bound—for the sake of his little sister, who grew up with him, he'll be forced to swallow his pride and shoulder the burden. No chance he'd ever turn the tables..."
Brother Ma was secretly shocked, thinking to himself: Indeed, a woman's heart is the most poisonous.
What seemed like a simple flirtation was hiding such wicked calculations and schemes.
This Hua Ruyu, God knows how many people she's trapped using this trick...
