"Cough cough, I say, why don't you guys go back to your room to discuss? Staying here, it doesn't look good," Wan Yong coughed twice and said.
"Wow, this guy, even though he's almost as handsome as I am, why is he so likable? Also, that little witch Sun Lujia, she's already been charmed by him," Huang Mao watched the scene in shock.
"Brother Mao, isn't it all about ability?" a Contractor standing beside Huang Mao said.
"That's true, dammit, this guy is really rich. He casually booked two rooms at ten thousand yuan each; it must be Mu Rufeng who's got ties with the Mysterious World group," Huang Mao looked at Mu Rufeng enviously.
Not only is this guy handsome, but he also has soul banknotes, a deadly combination for the female Contractors.
"Little sister, even though I know you're quite flat, you can't falsely accuse me just because I'm prominent. It's so elastic and warm, does it look fake to you?" Yang Zhaodi gauged herself and said.
