"Chen Bin, you... you're just a freak!" Even though Han Bing had always been trying to please Chen Bin, when she saw him take out a golf ball, she found it hard to accept and said with a roll of her eyes, "Do you think I'm Rosamund? I... I'm just a young girl, I've never had that kind of experience, how could I possibly fit that in?"
"Han Bing, you might be a young girl, and I believe you've never been touched by a man, but you've sure done plenty to yourself in private!" Now that the traffic light had turned green, Chen Bin started the car and chuckled, "Didn't that celebrity fit two of them? Can't you handle even one?"
"Hmph!" Han Bing instantly retorted with a pout, "That celebrity got ten million for one, and it was back in the 90s... you'd have to give me at least fifty million now! Chen Bin, give me fifty million, and I'll do it, if it's a hundred million, I'll fit two!"
Han Bing's family was indeed wealthy, money was not an issue for them.
