As she spoke, her eyes began to well up with tears.
Wang Hao noticed it wasn't just Wu Jia wiping away tears and casually asked, "You all received it too?"
The flamboyantly dressed girls looked at each other and began nodding one after another.
Wang Hao, his face flushed with embarrassment, struggled for a while before squeezing out a phrase, "Hopeless spendthrifts!"
Immediately after, Wang Hao pointed at Ye Zixuan and said, "Take good care of my girl, I'll go sort this out for you. Remember, this is a one-time deal, not to be repeated!"
Hearing Wang Hao's words, Ye Zixuan's face was a picture of bliss as she whispered coyly, "Who's your girl?"
Seeing that Wang Hao had agreed to help, the girls were all crying tears of joy.
Then, they began to fuss over Ye Zixuan as if they were servants tending to an Empress.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the streets were flickering with neon lights.
Hands in his pockets, Wang Hao sauntered up to the entrance of a company.
