Zhao Qingheng: "..."
The biggest absurdity this year was when he accidentally fell down the stairs at home, landing him in the hospital. Then his ex-fiancée showed up to tell him that someone had implanted Poisonous Insects in his body.
She had just demonstrated it in front of him, extracting those insects.
And he still didn't know how many other insects were in his body.
Zhao Qingheng was now faced with this question: Was Su Nanzhi a swindler or not?
"Why do you start by asking for one hundred thousand? Are you short of money?" Zhao Qingheng asked after another long silence.
Su Nanzhi: "...If I were a swindler, I would be asking for a million now, not one hundred thousand."
Zhao Qingheng: "..."
That made sense.
"Then tell me, why would I have that kind of thing inside my body?"
Su Nanzhi sat down in the chair beside the hospital bed: "This is the Butterfly Poisonous Insect."
Zhao Qingheng thought of that black, still wriggling thing, "You call that thing a butterfly?"
