Just as Shen Qiang had finished talking with Xu Nan and returned to the VIP seats,
Zhang Liwei, who had entered the hall with a heavily made-up woman, saw Xin Xiaoting laughing and chatting with Shen Qiang in the VIP seats, and his face immediately turned ashen.
"Maybe he really is a VIP of Wanxin Hesheng," said the heavily made-up woman, her eyes somewhat excited as she watched Shen Qiang.
Turning his head and seeing the look in her eyes, Zhang Liwei snapped angrily, "What, you think he's richer than me and you want him to fuck you now?"
Startled by his words, the heavily made-up woman quickly laughed coquettishly, "Young Master Wei, how is that possible? How could that guy have the strength to compare with you? Don't just look at them sitting in the VIP seats; there could be all sorts of unsavory deals happening behind the scenes."
"Besides, I truly love you."
Her words made Zhang Liwei's face look a bit better.
