Chen Mo could understand the strange words that the girl was saying.
According to her, she had already been given up on, so it seemed reasonable to say such things in desperation; however, having dealt with such matters too often, even the most beautiful women had limited appeal to Chen Mo.
It was just that sort of thing—untouched men and women found it mysterious and exciting, except for Chen Mo.
He was young and full of vigor too, but sensually, when was he not experiencing these things...
"Don't be like this; to cure your condition, confidence is essential."
"Actually, I haven't given up either, but if you can cure me, there isn't much I can offer to repay you. My looks are still decent, and I have a good figure; you can't deny that, I'm no worse off compared to any beauty."
"Not just 'not worse off,' you are top-notch wherever you go, alright, that's enough."
