For more than ten years, Madam Wang shared a bed with Wu Lihong and still didn't understand his temper. This man was spoiled; she used to coax him gently, but now, seeing woman after woman being drawn to him, her heart had long turned cold.
Angry?
She should be the one who's angry!
Wu Lihong, seeing that Madam Wang had no intention of giving him an out, heavily picked up the teacup and set it down again, recalling the cold stares and sarcasm he suffered at Cypress Lane, and felt even more upset!
Madam Wang sneered, casually holding her tea as she said, "Now, sir, you finally understand the words I said before!"
"What?" Wu Lihong asked in a nasty tone.
"Where did you go today? Didn't you go see that little slut? What, couldn't even get in through the door, huh!" Madam Wang remarked with a laugh.
"You followed me?" Wu Lihong looked at her coldly.
