"I'm done!"
Even though Chen Bin had met quite a few women recently, Zhao Na still managed to startle him, "Do you really need it that bad? You're the one throwing yourself at me!"
Chen Bin carefully admired the photo sent by Zhao Na for quite a while.
It was indeed very pleasing to the eye.
Chen Bin thought to himself that Zhao Na was also in her forties, and it wasn't common to see someone her age with such an aesthetically pleasing 'area.'
However, what Chen Bin didn't know was that the photo was actually unrelated to Zhao Na—it was sent by Zhao Qian.
Not that it would have made any difference to Chen Bin even if he knew all this, he simply didn't care.
After all, it was through Zhao Na's WeChat that such a photo was sent to him.
Thus, Chen Bin could be certain that Zhao Na was in need now.
"That's more like it!" Chen Bin muttered to himself, "One must respect the order of age... Liu Mengyu, wait a couple more days. I'll take down your mom first!"
