C170 A Scapegoat

Chen Feng shook his head, unable to suppress a wry smile. He had to concede that Ye Haitang was no ordinary woman.

It would be one thing if she were some ancient crone, adept at unraveling life's complex twists and turns.

But Ye Haitang was merely a woman in her twenties, and for her to discern the intricacies of their world at such a young age, Chen Feng found it nothing short of demonic