"Ye Ningwan, don't think that just because Li Mochuan is helping you, you can disregard him. You know that the Li family rules are extremely strict. Someone of your status wouldn't even be allowed to be Li Mochuan's mistress, let alone marry him!"

Ye Ningwan raised an eyebrow, smiled, put down the hairdryer, and stood up to look down at Fang Yuetang with disdain.

"Fang Yuetang, if you want to marry Li Mochuan, then work on Li Mochuan. Coming to me is useless! If Li Mochuan really likes you, no one can stop you from becoming Mrs. Li. If he doesn't like you, even if you strip all the females around him naked, he still won't give you a second glance!"

Fang Yuetang felt her sore spot had been hit, and her eyes instantly turned red with hatred.

Enraged, she raised her hand and slapped Ye Ningwan hard across the face.

"you!"

Just before the slap was about to land on Ye Ningwan's face, Ye Ningwan suddenly grabbed Fang Yuetang's wrist.

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean?' Or are you saying you already knew all along and were just fooling yourself?"

Fang Yuetang struggled a few times but couldn't break free, then suddenly started yelling and cursing at Ye Ningwan.

"Ye Ningwan, you bitch! What right do you have to lecture me? Don't think too highly of yourself! You'll be a discarded woman sooner or later. Pei Fengzhi won't want you. Li Mochuan is just playing around with you because you're pretty. You're a woman who's been with a thousand men and ridden by ten thousand..."

Snap!

A loud slap rang out, and Fang Yuetang's voice came to an abrupt halt.

The entire bedroom was quiet.

Fang Yuetang covered her swollen face and glared at Ye Ningwan with hatred.

"Ye Ningwan, you dare hit me! My mom will definitely let you get away with this!"

Ye Ningwan chuckled, then suddenly gripped Fang Yuetang's throat with her five fingers, pinning her against the shelf.

The bookshelf creaked and wobbled because of the excessive force.

Fang Yuetang was being choked so hard she could hardly breathe, and the pain brought tears to her eyes, which were red and swollen. She opened her mouth but could only exhale a faint breath.

"Let...let go...let me go...help...help me..."

Ye Ningwan's face, as beautiful as a peach blossom, slowly approached Fang Yuetang, a mocking smile on her face, making her even more dazzling and radiant, yet also possessing a captivating, devilishly dangerous and ruthless quality.