"Xiao Qian Girl, if you're busy, then let's forget it," Wang Dadong said offhandedly, completely unaware that in that brief moment, Lv Xiaoqian had all these thoughts racing through her mind. He even thought she just didn't want to go.
"Oh, I am, I'm free," Lv Xiaoqian quickly replied, having made up her mind that even if Wang Dadong asked her to be his mistress, she would agree to it.
Seeing Lv Xiaoqian agree, Wang Dadong nodded happily.
The cheerful appearance of Wang Dadong further solidified Lv Xiaoqian's decision in her mind.
There was a time when Lv Xiaoqian despised those women who lacked virtue and climbed the ranks only through their beauty.
But now, as she believed Wang Dadong was interested in her, a faint sense of joy emerged in her heart.
It must be said, society is truly a dyeing vat.
At that moment, the bus braked again, and Lv Xiaoqian, unable to stand steady, found herself falling into Wang Dadong's arms.
