So, in this world, if Song Yaoyao couldn't even restrain herself, what else could restrain her?
Wang Hongxi also felt a chill run down his spine. He had simply said what he did casually because he thought they were both women; he thought her heart would soften when she saw how pitiful Mi Le'er was. But, to his surprise, Song Yaoyao agreed so easily.
Of course, he did not feel sorry for Mi Le'er. He was indeed lusting after her fresh body and young and beautiful looks, but there were plenty of such girls, and she were not worth him ruining his career for. In his eyes, Mi Le'er's life was not even worth a business deal.
What he was afraid of was that such a beautiful girl could say such words with a smile.
She must be really ruthless.
"Okay, okay, whatever you say, Miss Song! In that case, do you want me to do it myself, or do you—"
"Huo Si," Song Yaoyao raised her voice and called out.
