Wen Yi smelled the scent of smoke on him—it was unbearably strong, so strong that she couldn't ignore it even if she tried.
She didn't want to think about this man, but her mind automatically started working, considering the heavy smell of tobacco, he might have been smoking for hours, and then thinking about the time Shen Yu had just left...
Surely he hadn't been waiting downstairs the entire time, only to come back up after seeing Shen Yu leave?
That's what she thought, but she didn't dwell on this issue, simply replying in a voice devoid of emotion, "Indeed, now is a very good opportunity."
The man's arm, circling her waist, suddenly tightened, the force almost bruising her bones.
Wen Yi bore it, her body stiffening involuntarily, her light and airy tone carrying a provocative edge, "Why didn't you say that in front of him?"
He whispered in her ear, "Do you really want to see two men fighting over you?"
"Did you come here just to tell me that Shen Yu doesn't love me?"
