With that thought, she felt much better. If I have no morals, morality can't hold me hostage.
But thinking about it was one thing; doing it was another entirely.
Watching the man at the table continuously grope her sister-in-law, her heart was in turmoil, never at ease for a single moment.
"What are you staring at? Hurry up and eat." One of Sun Dasheng's hands was under the table, caressing the beautiful leg next to him, while the other shoveled food into his mouth. He turned his face toward Li Wenwen. "None of these dishes to your liking?"
"N-No..." Li Wenwen picked up her chopsticks and forced a smile. "My sister-in-law ordered all my favorites."
"Is that so? She really cares about her little sister-in-law, huh," he said, his hand continuing to roam up her leg.
A deep blush crept up Xie Moyao's cheeks. She lowered her head, letting her messy hair fall and conceal her expression.
