"That's a good girl, my million bucks well spent! Off you go!"
Ye Haochuan let out a hearty laugh and seized the opportunity to grope Zhou Fang's chest.
Zhou Fang's mouth twitched, her smile uglier than crying. What kind of fetishes do these rich people have, insisting on dressing like this to go out?
Forget it, for a million, I'd strip naked and sell myself on the streets if I had to, what's taking a delivery in a bathrobe in comparison?
Zhou Fang quickly weighed the pros and cons and walked out the door.
It was just a five-minute walk from the suite to the lobby, but to Zhou Fang, it felt like an eternity. Along the way, everyone stared at her with strange looks. Even though she had thick skin, she felt a bit flushed.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beauty before? Keep staring, and I'll gouge out your eyes!" Zhou Fang cursed harshly.
Zhou Fang had cursed Ye Haochuan to the skies in her heart, but for that one million, she endured the humiliation.
