My Killing President

Yoi’s glance went past Dorie and fixed on Annabelle, “Miss Xia, are you and your friend trying to cause trouble?”

Dorie’s anger roused when she heard that, just when she was about to speak her mind, Annabelle took the initiative and said to Yoi, giving her a botox smile, “Miss Han, what do you think we can gain from disturbing you?”

“Exactly!” Dorie assented.

“Well, why would I know?!” Yoi leered provocatively at Annabelle.

This haughty attitude of Yoi was really testing their patience. Dorie decided not to lay low anymore and challenged her, “If dignity is worth money, yours probably can buy a can of soda!”

This wealthy and spoiled lady had never been insulted all her life. She clenched her fists and her nose flared with fumes of anger.

“WHAT DID YOU SAY!?” She yelled furiously.

apparently not only are you behaving like a

Yoi was breathless with anger and she stomped hot-temperedly with

dramas did not faze Mu one bit and he appeared to be completely undisturbed. With a light-hearted tone he told Yoi,

Yoi’s face took a 180 degrees change, back to her sweetened look. She stuck out her chest and her nose flared in pride, “You

ball of insult was served

anger in check while Annabelle had been showing

should we do with this dress? And

worry, I’ll get you

him an immodest smooch on his cheek.

continued to stand still with her botox smile. She was perplexed by such undeserved hostility

Sigh, women trouble…

and shoved it in front of the couple. “Miss Han, however it