Ninth Madam was a smart woman, and she had plenty of methods for dealing with men.
After leaving her hometown and coming to Manchester, Siam, it was through talent and study that she gradually mastered so many methods. Otherwise, looks alone would not have been enough to hold on to Zheng Yuan, nor would she have secured her position as Ninth Madam.
To become Zheng Yuan's woman, one needed both beauty and a clever mind.
She knew what men liked and understood what they wanted. With no security personnel around and only herself to rely on, she could only depend on her own strengths.
And what were her strengths? Naturally, her beautiful body, her keen eye for reading people, and her clever mind.
So, through a few little tricks, she could present herself to better effect and make men grow excited at the sight of her.
Men, no matter their age or experience, were all big pigs. They all liked beautiful, young women with good figures!
It was a common failing, an instinct, even a natural impulse. Chen Mo curled his lip as he watched Ninth Madam perform.
The woman was beautiful, and she was putting on such a spectacle right in front of him. In order not to let her efforts go to waste, Chen Mo decided that even if it gave him styes, he would keep watching.
At that moment, the two of them remained silent. In order to attract him, Ninth Madam deliberately struck a pose that would make any man want to commit a crime. But when she found Chen Mo unmoved, she changed poses again.
And so, as time passed, Ninth Madam struck one pose after another, constantly adjusting herself and bringing her advantages to their fullest.
Yet Chen Mo still stood there, simply watching