Wen Qinxi was too busy trying to cool down Qie Ranzhe's temper and being embarrassed for having someone walk in while he was under the desk servicing the hood of the CEO's car that he didn't pay attention to Zhao Huangzhi's words.
It was when she said concubine again that he caught on to what this woman with no moral compass was suggesting. 'What the fuckkk,' he said to himself as a glint of anger flashed in his eyes. He clenched his fist till his knuckles turned white. His chest tightened further with each word she spoke.
"I, I was wrong back then... I shouldn't have listened to my father. I should, I should have accepted your proposal," she said before kneeling on the cold floor pleading with him. With such a dishevelled appearance it made it hard for one to link this image to the arrogant and haughty Miss Zhao that trampled over men with her beauty.
