Chen Feng was also full of grievances at the moment, and it wasn't just about reaping the benefits and still pretending to be innocent.
He was truly filled with resentment.
He initially came to the hotel in high spirits, drank wine worth 888 yuan, and waited for the carefully selected emotional support commissioner priced at 18,000 yuan, full of anticipation.
But when he woke up, the supposed lady of good family had turned into Zhang Jingwen—the self-righteous, arrogant woman who also mistook him for a pervert, even a potential rapist.
It was more unjust than Dou E!
To top it off, she wasn't even the type of woman he liked. Didn't that add to his resentment?
The physical hurt and losses were secondary; it was the psychological impact that mattered most.
He had abided by the law for nearly thirty years, but now he felt his reputation might be tarnished in his later years.
He had come into this world pure and wanted to leave it the same way.