Zhu Rong wore a floral dress beneath a brown coat, dressed simply yet fashionably, with the poise and elegance of a mature woman.
"Well, if it isn't Chiyue An's ex-wife. Are you here to avenge your former husband, or to thank Yuanshi Tianzun for upholding justice and cleaning house for you?"
Perhaps Zhu Rong's burning, covetous gaze had provoked Guan Ya. The old pervert smiled sweetly, though her words were barbed.
Zhu Rong reluctantly shifted her gaze to Guan Ya and said flatly:
"Who are you?"
Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly said, "She's my girlfriend."
As he spoke, he wrapped an arm around Guan Ya's slender waist.
Guan Ya's body stiffened slightly. Without drawing attention to it, she removed his hand and gave a snort, like a girlfriend displeased that someone of the opposite sex had hit on her man.
Girlfriend. Zhu Rong examined Guan Ya's delicate, gorgeous oval face, and something stirred in her heart.
She had two great hobbies: one was keeping male lovers, and the other was seducing married men. Then, in front of their wives, she would whip and torment the men, making them watch their beloved husbands become her obedient dogs.
The fallen husbands, the wives wracked with despair, beautiful love tainted and destroyed.
Zhu Rong drew immense pleasure from it.
This woman was so beautiful. What expression would she wear when she saw Yuanshi Tianzun kneeling humbly at another woman's feet, or working hard atop another woman's body?
Destroying the love of such a beautiful woman was quite a delight as well.
Smiling, Zhu Rong said gently, "I'm deeply sorry about Chiyue An. Although we divorced long ago, the Zhu Family did support him behind the scenes. But I never expected that, for his own selfish desires, he would do something like this."
Huh, this woman