When Wang Hao saw Sun Xiaomei walking out, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you done with the call?"
Sun Xiaomei quickly nodded and replied, "Yes, it's done. Please wait a moment, Mr. Wang, my sister will be here soon!"
Wang Hao smiled indifferently, pointed to the genuine leather sofa next to him, and said, "Have a seat. Let's talk!"
Sun Xiaomei was somewhat flattered that Wang Hao had invited her to sit down.
"Mr. Wang, rest assured, my sister has been a good girl from a young age, and no man has ever touched her. She is absolutely pure!"
Wang Hao smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, I know. But right now, I don't want to talk about that topic!"
Upon hearing Wang Hao's words, a shock went through Sun Xiaomei's heart. Having dropped out of school at sixteen to work, she had seen all kinds of people in her six years. But she couldn't see through Wang Hao at all. Standing in front of him, she felt like a naive girl who was completely inexperienced in the ways of the world.
