His tone carried an icy sarcasm. Wei Anning's face turned pale, and she hurried to pull her foot back, only to have it seized by the man. She glared at him angrily, "Let go of me!"
"You were just so enthusiastic in seducing me earlier. What's this? Turning into a chaste and virtuous woman now?" The man's cold eyes were full of humiliation, more than flirtation.
Wei Anning desperately tried to pull her foot back but couldn't. She was furious and agitated, glaring at him with rage. "What's wrong with seducing my own man? Who said only you can seduce me and I can't seduce you?"
"And also, I seduce you because I'm lonely, empty, and cold. So what is it when you seduce me? Mr. Leng, your double standards are truly something."
Leng Youchen's eyes flickered with a trace of amusement, but it vanished in an instant. "Then why are you pulling back?"
