Old Shen knew best in his heart that men who couldn't resist beautiful women would never be capable of great things.
Seeing A'niu playfully mingling with the gorgeous woman under everyone's watchful eyes gave Old Shen a few more chips of confidence in getting a handle on A'niu.
About ten minutes later, Old Shen hung up the phone with a sly fox's sinister smile.
"Hmph, I'm not dealing with you anymore, I'm leaving first!"
Rose pouted, shot A'niu a glare, and turned to leave, her hips swaying from side to side with each step.
The sight made several men nearby drool.
"What a vixen!"
A'niu squinted his eyes.
"'Vixen' is hardly an insult. If a woman is called a vixen, that's absolutely a synonym for being extremely pretty and sexy!"
Old Shen, having approached without notice, spoke with a profound tone.
"Enough about her, what's the situation?"
A'niu turned to ask.
