"This is called massage therapy, a barefoot doctor taught me, but he has already passed away," Leng Xuan sighed, truly uncertain whether what he was doing was right or wrong, so he just made up this excuse, hoping it would get him through, and added, "This is my secret, you must not tell anyone."
"Don't worry, boss, we will never speak of it," Zhao Xiaotian promised earnestly.
Jack nodded and said, "Yeah, Xiaotian is right, whoever spills the beans is a real bastard."
"You are the bastard!" Zhao Xiaoqing pouted, a sly smile flashing in her eyes. She hadn't expected this guy named Leng Xuan to have such an impressive massage technique. If she could also learn it and open a massage parlor, then pass this technique to her masseuses, she'd definitely make a killing, right? As she thought about it, she imagined RMB floating all around her, and said to Leng Xuan, "I didn't agree to keep your secret, you know!"
