Xue'er knew that such a thing couldn't be kept secret forever, she just didn't want it to come to light so soon.
Because she hadn't yet gotten what she wanted.
"This is my business card, let's add each other as friends!" Ye Zhiqiu thought she was like him, a rich Nth generation from a prestigious family.
"Add a friend, 50,000 yuan!" said Xue'er.
"50,000 yuan, deal, no problem, I'll give it to you! Add me as a friend, and I'll transfer it to you."
Xue'er wouldn't complain about the money being too little.
Because she was a working-class girl, not any kind of young lady, only Lin Zhenghui and the others didn't know that.
Ye Zhiqiu and Song Shaojun were trying to forge connections, which is why they fawned over her.
At least with Xuewei and Jiang Meifeng, they didn't dare flirt with these three married women here, for fear their husbands would see and bury them in a ditch with a hoe.
What about Xinyao and the others?
