What Do You Want with My Wife!?

You couldn't handle people like this with kindness. You had to get tough.

Cheng Shi sneered and shoved the scalpel stuck in the table another inch forward. That finally made Aromani behave. When she saw a trace of cold Indifference flash in the handsome man's eyes, her face paled, and she quickly reined in her surging desire. She muttered:

"If I tell you, will you let me go?"

"That's right. Tell us, and we'll let you go."

"I wonder what he stole from you." Aromani sighed and recounted what had happened that night in a bored voice. "Don't look at me like that. I'm just guessing. He's a habitual thief. He even dared to steal from Xilolin, so he must have stolen something from you too, which is why you're going to such lengths to investigate him.

"I just don't know who you people are.

"Fine, fine, don't glare at me. You're scaring me. I won't ask, all right?

"Actually, nothing happened that night. A drunk just slapped a prostitute twice on a whim."

"..."

A prostitute?

Plenty of people sold their bodies and souls, but few could admit it so openly. The players looked at Aromani strangely. Wang Mou, his face full of unseasonable admiration, even remarked:

"You have a clear understanding of yourself."

"Is that a compliment? Then thank you for the compliment." Aromani covered her mouth with a giggle, then explained with a grin, "But it's not that I have a clear understanding of myself. I have a clear understanding of my customers.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with giving myself to Filth and Decay. It's just that whenever I call myself a 'prostitute,' my customers seem to get more excited, so...

"You know, pleasure doesn't need to be restrained. If that's what they like, I'll