Within the darkness, Ding Fu's body trembled and shrieked: "Yue Pengcheng, you...you...are you still a man!?"
A man, letting his woman bed with another man just to save his own life. Not only that, it was with multiple men.
This man could not even be compared with an animal.
Yan Qingsi laughed heartily: "Not bad, not bad, hahaha...Yue Pengcheng you really are someone that knows how to adapt to the situation. I'm in a great mood. Your reaction is very satisfying. Your correct choice has won you a change to live on."
"That's the right choice. For a man, women are like clothing. What's so entertaining about this old woman in her fifties? She's a loose gunny sack by now, what else is there to play? With your wealth, what kind of young ladies can't you get? Don't you think so?"
Yue Pengcheng knew that he was in the wrong. This kind of guilty person badly needed an excuse to cover up his own inner guilty conscience.