"Get lost!"
The female white-collar didn't wait for Lin Baici to speak; she just cursed and chased people away: "Everything here, including this apartment, belongs to him!"
The woman with her head wrapped pointed her slender, fair fingers at Lin Baici.
"Lucky bastard!"
Huang Jinxiang was so envious he was practically withering. Was this the female office worker's dowry or what?
Quan Sangin felt awkward and glanced at Lin Baici.
The female white-collar didn't say another word. With a flick of her wrist, a black credit card appeared between her fingers.
"Xiba!"
"Damn it!"
"Sis-in-law, don't shoot, we're allies!"
Everyone was startled. How could this monster turn hostile so suddenly?
"Don't be rash, we're leaving now!"
Huang Jinxiang raised both hands, signaling he had no hostility: "Stop dawdling, let's beat it!"
"Downstairs! Go downstairs!"
Li Yintong urged.
