"I am very fussy, so I won't drink it if it tastes awful." Chen Baichuan already forgot how he had treated him when he took his cigarette.
Yu Changmo pushed the pack of cigarettes in front of him, leaving the lighter there too, and followed Little Aunt to the kitchen. He heard Qianmo making a "che" sound when he walked past her, but it sounded more like teasing than anger.
Chen Baichuan sat on the sofa and played with the legendary cigarette that cost 2000 per pack and was only available to the elite. Every puff he took filled his heart with utter bliss. This puff alone must have cost a few dollars. Tsk tsk, it's indeed different from others.
"You sold me for a pack of cigarettes?" Qianmo sat next to him and took the packet away. Chen Baichuan could only look on eagerly.
"Did I acknowledge him yet? Nobody can steal my daughter from me, Chen Baichuan, with just a pack of cigarettes…"
