If what Yun Shishi had said was true, then it was truly something one would be jealous of!
The rich backer she had was someone excellent, wealthy, and handsome. When she reevaluated all her successive backers, their ages ranged from thirty to fifty years old—there was even an elderly man who was old enough to be her grandfather!
If they were not completely bald or balding, then they had beer bellies. When she thought of those bodies, which were fat enough to leak oil, pushing her down and having their merry way with hers, she had to hold herself back from vomiting.
Wu Mengjie was so jealous her eyes were about to bleed.
"I knew it! You have someone supporting you to have such rich resources. Your luck is quite good to find such a backer. I really envy you!"
