After the kiss, not only the barrage on the screen but also the several people on site including the production crew, except for Bo Yan, were all in an uproar of astonishment.
She even took down the poster, "How about this?"
The man's face turned bright red in an instant as he nodded hesitantly.
Xia Siyu also placed a "TIP" sign in front of the man. He opened his wallet and stuffed ten Euros into her plate.
The smile on Xia Siyu's face grew even broader, "Thank you for your patronage. Any other requests? If there are, feel free to mention them."
When she finished speaking, she pushed the "TIP" sign forward a bit more.
Bo Yan's brow furrowed slightly, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Xia Siyu next to him, pouting in the direction of another woman, her face full of a greedy look that seemed to say "sell yourself."
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