A few hours earlier at Yang Enterprise…
Yang Feng strolled down the hallway, each of his steps rough and loud. His eyes were set ablaze with frustration as he thought about her words.
She was right, she was neither his girlfriend or his wife. But how could she blatantly say it without any hesitation? Didn't she see he was actively chasing her in hopes that she would eventually become the latter?
While he had experience with women, he had never been interested in engaging in anything that would be called a romantic relationship.
Zhao Lifei was the only one to have made it into his house. Not only was she pampered beyond words, but she was spoiled rotten by him.
Ever since he met her, he had stopped seeing any of the women he used to satisfy his physical urges and had solely focused all of his attention onto her. Did that not mean anything? It was infuriating that the only woman he had decided to pursue was such a stubborn one.
