It seemed today there was going to be a live show of the real housewives. The only difference was that they would be pulling out each other's hair for one man.
Just when Wen Qinxi thought things wouldn't get more interesting than this, Qie Ranzhe walked in and became the ignition source that sparked a catfight in the harem. His bottom lip was bruised with an alluring red colour. Everyone knew what type of injury this was. Coupled with Zhao Zhi's words earlier it cemented their speculations.
Someone among their sisterhood successfully bedded the sect leader right under their noses. Qie Ranzhe didn't seem to notice their odd gazes with his eyes fixed on Zhao Zhi in silence. He didn't even respond to the morning greetings just standing there staring at Zhao Zhi.
