Her Self-esteem, Pride... Were All Stepped On!

Shen Zhiyi looked up. "Oh, what a rare guest. Mr. Lu is in room one, the one with the best treatment. What are you here for? Although I really want to make a cuckold out of you, unfortunately, I don't have the hardware."

Tang Chen, who followed behind Lu Zhanbei, laughed evilly. "I can lend it to you."

"Ok." Shen Zhiyi dug out a sharp scalpel and flicked the blade with her hand. "Are we doing the transplant now?"

Tang Chen gave a tsk. "Indeed, a woman's heart is the most vicious."

If two parties fight, a third party will benefit.

Taking advantage of the quarrel between the two, Lu Zhanbei hugged Lin Wanwan and sat down. His slender finger pinched a crystal grape.

"Open your mouth."

Lin Wanwan wolfed it down with one bite. Then, she also fed one to Lu Zhanbei.

Shen Zhiyi was jealous of the two, who were acting lovey-dovey as if no one else was around. Of course, she was jealous of Lu Zhanbei.