and thus must face my judgment—it’s your own fault, don’t blame others. If you cheated me in a transaction with any random buyer, we could have left it at that, the mafia venting their anger by snatc...043 Father of Birds and Beasts

He didn't even offer her a word of comfort. She smiled wryly to herself; if she had really been bullied by someone else, he probably wouldn’t have cared either.

Clearly, he was completely indifferent.

When she thought about it, that made sense—after all, they weren't close at all. They were merely involved in a transaction; why should he treat her gently just because she felt wronged Besides, this man clearly didn’t even understand what gentleness meant.

Apart from the woman in his heart, he treated every other woman like this. There must be dozens of women who received no better treatment than she did, and thinking about that made her feel somewhat relieved.

He reached out to turn off the air conditioning.

Warm was taken aback, staring at him in disbelief. Could he actually be considerate

"I'm very cold," Warm said.

Ye Fei Mo looked at her strangely, his gaze fixed on her clothes. He gave a cold snort. "If I take off my clothes for you, what will I wear"

"Don't you know what a gentleman is"

"A man without an upper body shirt is called a beast, not a gentleman."

Warm was speechless. Young Master Ye Number Two, isn’t it only when the lower half of a man isn’t wearing clothes that he's considered a beast

"Aren't you wearing anything below the waist" Tan Chun asks innocently.

"Father of a beast."

Tan Chun is in tears, "……"

Young Master Ye, is this considered cold humor So you're the father of a beast.

Caring for others really is just a fleeting cloud.

This person is indeed consistently perverse.

Famous City Apartments, 45th floor.

The moment she got upstairs, Ye Fei Mo pointed to the bathroom and told her to take a bath and clean up.

This situation was exactly the same as last time.

Last time, she still had some clean clothes. This time… Warming found herself quite troubled looking at the bruises all over her body—on her face and arms. She gritted her teeth; she should have turned around to kick them a few times just now.

After taking a bath, wrapped in his robe—essentially wearing nothing underneath—Warming really wanted to bang her head against the wall. This time wouldn’t end up like last time with unwanted advances...

*veins on his hands. "I made a mistake that I can never correct, yet this has nothing to do with my love for Jasmine."Jasmine was dead, and he couldn't rectify his mistakes, but this had nothing to do...