"Miss, did you need something from Jiang? In broad daylight, how could you dress in such a way that public morals have declined!"
"Public morals have declined?"
Hearing Jiang Lin's criticism, the woman froze for a moment, then covered her mouth and giggled, her seductive eyes darting about.
Her eyes kept wandering over Jiang Lin's body, as if a she-wolf had finally spotted a plump, succulent lamb!
"You speak of public morals declining, Young Master, but your body is quite honest. Your eyes haven't shifted even the slightest from this servant's body."
As she spoke, the woman walked toward Jiang Lin while slipping off the shawl draped over her shoulders.
This woman was naturally Shui Chan.
Shui Chan had long been thirsting for Jiang Lin. At first, she had thought that after Jiang Lin lost his memories, she could compete fairly with the others.
But she had never expected Matchmaker Old Man to announce that he would marry Tian Fang and Murong Qin to him!
After learning the news, the one most wounded besides Xiao Hei was naturally Shui Chan.
However, Xiao Hei's wound had come from love, while Shui Chan's had come from desire.
After all, Shui Chan knew that if Jiang Lin formally married Tian Fang and Murong Qin and they became husband and wife, she truly would no longer be able to lay hands on him!
Although the Demon Race World had no rules, that did not mean one could act completely without restraint.
If you wanted to do whatever you pleased, it was not impossible—but first, you needed overwhelming strength.
But Tian Fang's master was Matchmaker Old Man, and Tian Fang herself was extremely powerful.
Before this, Jiang Lin had belonged to no one, so she had still had reason to compete with Tian Fang. But