She picked out one piece of lingerie after another, some lacy, others sheer.
"Fuck, that woman is such a slut!"
Li Chengqian knew it was wrong to curse his own wife like that.
But the problem was, did Han Yue even act like a wife?
Going lingerie shopping with her lover and picking out such risqué styles.
What was the difference between that and wearing nothing at all?
The thought of Han Yue, dressed in that lacy lingerie, being pinned to a bed by Qi Sheng, made his breath quicken and his eyes turn bloodshot.
'Whew... Calm down. I have to stay calm!'
Li Chengqian glanced at the two bodyguards in black suits standing nearby and forced himself not to do anything rash.
He thought about his job with its six-figure annual salary, his house, his car.
There was no need to throw it all away for that bitch by offending a top-tier scion he couldn't afford to mess with.
