All considered Zhu Xiang a gentleman, he was so refined and otherworldly that he hardly seemed human, yet she was set on tearing down his gentleman's façade.
"Slut."
Ye Xiao whispered a curse.
Though she had saved Zhu Xiang, she knew that this incident would cast a lifelong shadow over him, he would dislike the touch of others even more than before, and he might never let anyone touch him again for the rest of his life.
And all of this was because of Su Ye, who bore a slight resemblance to her.
"Slut, that's right, a slut, but at least I've savored the taste of a gentleman."
Su Ye licked her lips, she faced certain death now, what more could she fear? Before, she had restrained every word and deed, thinking she would be his wife one day, she couldn't cause him to lose face. Now, she would never become his wife, so there was nothing she was afraid to say.
"You're going too far."
