Xin Xiaowan nestled in Wang Hao's arms, with her ear pressed against his chest, silently listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat. Her slender, jade-like fingers drew circles on his bronze skin.
Wang Hao, on the other hand, took out a cigarette, lit it, and leisurely blew a ring of smoke.
Xin Xiaowan used to hate the smell of secondhand smoke the most. But now, when she saw the melancholic look on Wang Hao's face as he smoked, her heart pounded wildly, like a deer running amok.
She realized that a man smoking could be so charming!
After Wang Hao finished a cigarette, he sorted out his thoughts and selectively shared the matter of the gold with Xiaowan, asking if she had any channels to sell it?
Upon hearing that Wang Hao had gold worth hundreds of millions of US Dollars, Xin Xiaowan immediately widened her eyes in surprise.
Wang Hao smiled faintly and said, "Is it very troublesome?"
Xin Xiaowan nodded and replied, "Yes, a bit troublesome!"
