Desire flashed through his eyes; he had never experienced such a beautiful woman before. Moreover, since she was friends with Lu Yimeng, her status probably wasn't too high. For such people, sleeping with them was just that—sleeping with them. If they dared to make a fuss, he'd simply pay them off. It wasn't the first time he had done such a thing. Women, after all, were just like that.
The look in his eyes was too obvious, and Fu Shuyi saw right through his thoughts. She snorted coldly, already forming a plan in her mind.
Just as Li Zhishen was about to force himself on her, before he could act, Fu Shuyi lifted her foot and kicked him hard. He let out a squeal like a slaughtered pig, clutching a certain area, screaming in gut-wrenching pain.
Lu Yimeng stood there in shock, stunned by Fu Shuyi's actions. She hadn't expected her to strike so fiercely. Seeing Li Zhishen in his current state, her heart quivered—had she kicked him too hard?
