Lin Shihan saw that Wang Hao, this bastard, was indeed scheming against her.
However, she still couldn't believe that Wang Hao could pull off this "absolutely impossible task."
"Fine, if you can come up with thirty billion yuan within a month, have it your way," she said.
Wang Hao replied, "Okay, remember, you said it!"
Lin Shihan nodded emphatically and responded, "Indeed, I did!"
Yet before her words had settled, Wang Hao suddenly stepped forward, tightly hugging her waist.
Before Lin Shihan could utter a word, Wang Hao sealed her thin, cicada-wing-like lips with a kiss.
Like this, he nibbled for a good five or six minutes before reluctantly letting go of her.
Lin Shihan swung her fists, hitting Wang Hao in the chest, and exclaimed, "Wang Hao, you jerk!"
Wang Hao licked his lips, seemingly savoring the taste from moments ago.
"Wifey, I'm just collecting some interest in advance. One month from now, be clean and waiting for me!" he said.
