Fifteen minutes later, in the VIP room of Qingliao Night Bar.
Jiang Man and Wu Yingfan were staring each other down.
Especially Wu Yingfan, who looked as though he had swallowed something disgusting while eyeing the young men standing in front of them for their selection.
"This one isn't bad, such solid muscles, heh heh."
JOJO wobbled over and got handsy with one of the male models, squeezing his muscles.
"This one's good too, I like the pretty boys."
She then moved to the side of a fair-faced male model and hooked his chin with her finger.
"Manman, are we really doing this?" Wu Yingfan asked with an embarrassed expression.
Jiang Man crossed her legs arrogantly and coolly, raising an eyebrow, "She's one of our own, why not spoil her a bit?"
Wu Yingfan massaged his brow.
Some excitement it seemed, was better left unjoined.
"This one, this one, and this one—I'm taking them all!" JOJO claimed three of the male models in one go.
