"What?" Tang Feng looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, baffled and a bit adorably dumbfounded.
The other party didn't hit him, didn't curse at him, nor did she say she forgave him. She just reached out her hand—what did that mean?
"Playing dumb, huh? You think you can just grope me and that's that, wishful thinking, chop-chop."
Tang Feng foolishly pulled out a stack of money and handed it over.
Smack!
The money in his hand was slapped to the ground.
"What do you mean by this, huh? Are you trying to insult me? Let me tell you, girl here is priceless. You think you can dismiss me with this little money?" the woman said angrily.
Tang Feng took out a dozen or so bundles more and handed them over again.
The woman was stunned for a moment, her mouth twitched, and then she slapped Tang Feng's hand away again.
"What are you trying to do, test my will? Let me tell you, I don't need your money."
