"And then?" Xiaoqiao continued to ask.
"You seem very interested in my affairs?" Huo Yandong said, his somewhat corpulent body seated on the sofa as he lit a cigar, his tone carrying a hint of enigmatic probing.
Xiaoqiao wasn't nervous, responding with ease, "Of course, I'm very interested! Isn't there a girl who doesn't like love stories? Especially from someone with your exciting and controversial reputation!
A black market boss who has dominated the scene to this day without a wife or children, the tales of your flirtatious past are bound to be scandalous gossip that catches everyone's eye!"
Huo Yandong smiled, "A black market boss who has dominated the scene, I think, when you could still see, you definitely couldn't associate me with that term based on my appearance, right?"
What else could she say! Time truly is a butcher's knife...
