This time, we not only helped Wen Xiaoqing out but also got a huge sum of seven hundred thousand.
For them rich folks, that might not mean much, but to me and Dazhuang, it was immense wealth.
To be exact, now that our massage parlor had closed, we really needed the money.
After all, these days, no matter what business you're in, money comes first.
When I got home, I saw Huan Huan and Xiaochun sitting on the sofa, laughing and chatting about something that had them giggling wildly.
"What are you chatting about? So happy?" I asked with a smile.
Seeing us return, the two of them stopped their conversation and instead sized up Dazhuang from head to toe, their pretty faces blushing slightly, apparently lost in thought.
"What's with you guys?" I became even more curious.
"Nothing, nothing, Xiaochun and I were just talking about a TV series," Huan Huan said with a laugh.
