She smiled and explained, "It means a man like scum. This sister following you, truly has bad luck."
Ye Meng looked up and frowned, about to speak.
How could Fang Che let Ye Meng step in personally? I'm the man, and with a man here, naturally, he should carry everything for his wife.
So he smiled nonchalantly, "Miss Jiang is quite right. The term 'scumbag' is indeed fitting. However, rest assured, Miss Jiang, about one thing."
"What is it?" Jiang Bixiao asked.
"I, Fang Che, although a scumbag, only target beautiful women. I wouldn't focus on Miss Jiang."
Fang Che smiled.
Jiang Bixiao's phoenix eyes were filled with hostility, with threads of evil qi seeping out, she said lightly, "With Mr. Fang's energy, regardless of being a scumbag or not, this is probably the only time in your life you'll speak to the Young Palace Master."
"Oh really, hahaha..." Fang Che laughed loudly.
Jiang Bixiao snorted coldly and turned away.
