We Meet Again, Ladies.

That old man suddenly placed his right hand on Ye Rou Bing's thighs before finally rubbing it.

'So smooth! I love it!'

Even though he was doing sexual harassment, he did not care about it.

After all, he was rich and wealthy people could do whatever they wanted. It was their privilege as rich people.

"Leave, asshole!" Ye Rou Bing raised her right hand, intending to slap that old man's face.

However, he could catch Ye Rou Bing's right hand in time. Like before, he still had a smile on his face even when Ye Rou Bing tried to slap his face.

"Mmm. I love your fragrance!" he immediately smelled Ye Rou Bing's right hand. "I'm interested in you even more now."

Fu Fu instantly shouted, "Pervert! There is a pervert here. He is harassing us."

Everyone instantly turned their heads toward the source of the sound.

"What?! A pervert!"

"There is a pervert in this place?!