The woman was just one of Qiao Xi's many lovers. As a qualified lover, as long as there's money, they wouldn't ask for more.
As soon as Qiao Xi heard Qu Qingwei's name, he immediately showed an impatient expression: "Why mention her? Such bad luck. That woman was interesting at first, pure and cute, but over time, she just felt annoying. Wouldn't even let me kiss her, what's the fun in that?"
The woman laughed at these words, her red nails scratching Qiao Xi's chest: "What about me? Compared to her, who do you like more?"
"Of course, it's you. You're such a little vixen, so wild. I especially like you in bed... What is Qu Qingwei to me? If it wasn't for her powerful brother-in-law, would she be worth any of my attention?" With that, Qiao Xi flipped over onto the woman, ready to go another round.
But just at that moment, "Bang!" The bedroom door was kicked open.
Qiao Xi was so scared he almost rolled off the bed. He turned around to angrily curse, 'Which reckless bastard—'
