Na Jie looked Dazhuang up and down; her originally serious face slowly revealed a smile, like a blooming flower, stunningly captivating.
"Na Jie, we..."
I was just about to greet her, but Na Jie waved me off with a gesture.
"You must be Dazhuang, right? You really are quite sturdy."
As she spoke, she slowly stood up, her eyes fixed on Dazhuang, and said in a deep voice, "Little brother, I heard you want to open a massage parlor, is that right? How about sister helps you out?"
"Su Qian, that slut, said you are pretty remarkable. I don't believe it unless you can prove it to me," she declared.
There's only one explanation for a woman in her forties, a powerful businesswoman who's always held in high esteem, to speak to a man with such a tone.
It's because she's truly taken by this man.
I wanted to speak, but Na Jie just glanced at me, and I wisely shut my mouth.
She is indeed very dominant, but... towards us. Towards Dazhuang, though, she was incomparably tender.
