Si Chen, with a cigarette lazily dangling from his lips, slouched on the sofa, watching him throw a drunken tantrum.
"Am I not good enough for her?" Bo Fengheng irritably tugged at his loosened tie; the diamond button of his white shirt undone to the third, revealing a slightly reddened Adam's apple and a sensual chest.
If there were any women present, they would surely be completely enchanted.
"Women like to become arrogant when spoiled. Why don't you ignore her for a few days?" Si Chen took a drag of his cigarette, allowing the blue smoke to waft around his nose and lips, shrouding his gloomy and oppressive eyes. His tone was not good, tinged with irritation and resentment.
Those who didn't know better might think he was jealous.
"You've been ignoring Chi Ying for quite a few days. Has she come looking for you?" Bo Fengheng let out a cold snort, his intoxicated eyes narrowing slightly in scorn.
He was all too aware of Si Chen's philandering deeds.
