Fang Manxue had nowhere to vent her anger and began to reprimand him. "Fine, even if Bai Qinghao made you sleep here, you knew that I… I had climbed into your bed. Why didn't you stop me?"
"Those legs are your own. You wanted to climb into my bed. How was I supposed to stop you?" Li Bingpan returned the question to her.
"Besides, it's late at night. I'm a single, hot-blooded young man, and there's a beautiful woman climbing into my bed. Only an idiot would try to push you away."
"You…" Fang Manxue's anger intensified.
She was resentful but when she heard him describe her as a beautiful woman, her expression became better. Her tone remained sharp though. "You're Bai Qinghao's chauffeur. No matter what, you should have clearly heard that the person I admire is your boss. There's a chance I may be your CEO's future wife. Based on that alone, you shouldn't have allowed me to misunderstand that you were Bai Qinghao!"
