Ou Yimo's complexion turned shades of pale and green.
"You...!"
She glanced at the bodyguard by the door, thought about the Chairman Gong on the other side of the frosted glass, and the still unconscious Gong Beiyao, and eventually managed to suppress her anger.
"I'm just more understanding. Out of respect for the time you spent with Ayao, I didn't want to make an enemy of you," Ou Yimo said, "Being a mistress can be addictive, you're not bad off, why put yourself in such a situation?"
"Yes, being a mistress can be addictive," Sheng Qianxia replied, "Right now, Gong Beiyao and I are not officially divorced. If I'm not mistaken, at the moment, I am still his lawful wife."
"..." Ou Yimo's expression stiffened.
Sheng Qianxia continued, "Miss Ou, I don't need you to plan out my marriage, do I?"
Ou Yimo hadn't expected Sheng Qianxia to be so difficult to communicate with, as if mocking her for being redundant.
She suppressed the anger in her heart and spoke,
