Feeling the feminine qi force inside him, Ye Tianfan instinctively furrowed his brows and glanced at the woman pouring him wine.
At this moment, the woman's eyes were filled with a venomous look. Ye Tianfan looked at her beautiful face and then at her vicious eyes, he couldn't help but think of a term: femme fatale!
Indeed, these two women were simply a pair of deadly beauts! A pair of heartless femme fatales!
As the woman was about to fill up the wine glass, the feminine qi force approaching Ye Tianfan's chest was also about to reach his heart. At this critical moment, the woman raised her eyebrows, her face full of triumph, looked at Ye Tianfan and said, "This wine is Mr. Fang's private stash aged for decades, worth a fortune, Mr. Ye shouldn't waste it."
Hearing these words, a flash of cold light instantly appeared in Ye Tianfan's eyes.
