It was almost too good.
That's just how women are. As long as you know what buttons to push, they'll be moved no matter how cliché the gesture is.
"President Xu, do you actually look down on me deep down?"
Wang Yang said with a self-deprecating smile, "I was willing to sell myself and sleep with you for a bit of money."
"Not at all."
Xu Yun wasn't that shameless. He wouldn't pay to sleep with someone, then turn around and badmouth them.
He answered, "Everyone has their own way of life. As long as you're not hurting people for money, it's fine."
"Are you serious?"
Wang Yang looked up, somewhat in disbelief. She hadn't expected Xu Yun to see things that way.
"Do I look like I'm not being serious?"
Xu Yun said, "I've never had a problem with gold-diggers. What I can't stand are the hypocrites—the ones who act like whores but demand to be treated like saints, pretending they're some kind of virtuous maiden."
That's right, he was talking about his ex-girlfriend.
