Mu Ninghan rubbed her forehead and gave a light, forced smile.
"That Ye Ling," she said with a chuckle, "look here, even if you don't want to abandon those close female friends of yours, do you really have to use such childish expressions?"
"Billions in assets?"
"Girlfriend who's an S-ranked assassin?"
Fairy tales, absolute fairy tales.
Since the last incident at the Imperial Dynasty Disco, Mu Ninghan had sent people to investigate Ye Ling's background, only to find out he was a complete loser.
Not only was he penniless, but he was also a charlatan, reportedly hawking something called Menstrual Pills and Cold Pills on the streets?
Mu Ninghan really wanted to ask, big brother, are you here to provide comedy?
But in just a few days?
He was once again boasting that he had several women, billions in assets, and among these women, there was one with the powerful presence of an S-ranked assassin.
"I've lied to you? Weren't your scars treated by me?" Ye Ling retorted.
