Xu Yuanyuan was doused in perfume, her figure as lithe as a watersnake, exuding an innocent charm tinged with seduction as she inched closer to Fu Yisheng.
To achieve her goal, she truly had no sense of shame left.
Seeing that it wasn't an assistant or secretary who entered, Fu Yisheng snapped coldly, "Out!"
His face was sharp and stern, his tone even icier than usual.
Though he was a man, he utterly despised women like Xu Yuanyuan, who attempted to take advantage of his wife's pregnancy to replace her.
Since ancient times, nothing good has ever come from those who throw themselves at others.
Women like her clearly had ulterior motives. If he were a beggar, she wouldn't spare him a single glance.
For this reason, Fu Yisheng couldn't understand those men who abandoned their wives after getting involved with a mistress.
