At this moment, the woman named Rumeng, who was sticking her chin up like a peacock in front of Song Yun, seemed to him to be the typical kind of woman.
The short skirt was almost exposing the base of her thighs. Although those two thighs were very pale, the bruises above her knees deeply betrayed this fake pale, thin beauty.
As for the bag held by the fake beauty's hand, Song Yun directly ignored it. It seemed he had seen that bag in a corner of Li Shishi's closet at the villa, said to be a style from several years ago, so much so that even Li Shishi herself had forgotten how many years.
"What are you looking at? Never seen a beauty before?"
The sidekick girl next to Rumeng said disdainfully. Generally, around a fake beauty, there would be such a sidekick girl. They formed a kind of mutual compensation relationship with the fake beauty, hoping that through her they might meet one or two handsome rich guys; maybe one of them might have unique tastes and fancy her?
