Jiang Moxi felt disgusted by the words that Fu Yiming had spoken.
If it weren't for her small acquaintance with Lady Suchen, and not wanting to ruin the atmosphere of her evening party, Jiang Moxi really wanted to slap Fu Yiming across the face.
But Fu Yiming, noticing that Jiang Moxi was ignoring him, thought she was upset because he had touched a sore spot, and his smile became even more smug.
"I know you're with my uncle for some ulterior motive. I can let bygones be bygones, as long as you come back to my side. Whatever my uncle can offer you, I can too. Even the utmost he can't give you, I can give it to you as well..."
When Fu Yiming said the last sentence, his smile was so wicked that it was not hard for people to guess what 'utmost' he was referring to.
Jiang Moxi couldn't stand it any longer, seeing a waiter passing by with drinks, she took a glass and splashed it right onto Fu Yiming's face.
