"Bastard, I'll get back at you sooner or later!"
Wang Youer glared fiercely at Qin Feiyang, then ran inside without looking back.
A moment passed.
She finally came out of the washroom.
Hearing the footsteps, Qin Feiyang turned his head and a touch of amazement flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, Wang Youer had changed into a snow-white floor-length dress, spotlessly clean.
Her hair flowed like a waterfall, giving off a faint fragrance.
The usual allure was gone, replaced with a sense of purity that made her even more captivating.
"You pervert, scoundrel, bastard!"
Seeing Qin Feiyang staring at her intently, a trace of disdain appeared on Wang Youer's face.
Qin Feiyang was speechless.
Who was it that started flirting as soon as they came in?
Now she's calling him a pervert; women being unreasonable in front of men is their nature, but shouldn't there be a limit?
Wang Youer sat across from Qin Feiyang and said, "Tell me, how are you going to compensate for my loss?"
