"Not polite?" The man's tone was already very calm, like wind and rain. "How are you planning to be impolite to me?"
Phoenix's thinking is a bit different from most women, so she didn't catch the teasing in his words and took it as provocation. She was instantly furious, "Ye, don't go too far. You, wanting to marry me? Haven't you looked in the mirror? You're so ugly, with so many women out there, who knows how many illegitimate children and daughters you have. Clear those up first before proposing."
"So, if I handle everything, Miss Feng will marry me, hmm?"
On the other end of the phone, the man, with his skillful words, made Phoenix's scalp tingle. She always felt this man, this man was not the same as before.
Previously, his talk was just roguish and hooligan-like, now although his tone remains frivolous, it carries an aura of overwhelming dominance, making everyone a little fearful and inexplicably awed.
