Qiao Fei furrowed her brows and after thinking a bit, she smiled and said, "I've never really counted..."
"Never really counted?"
Gao Hong was even more surprised.
If it were only three or five, there really wouldn't be a need to count.
Now that Qiao Fei said she hadn't counted, at the very least, there must be around ten, right?
That guy, who looked so decent on the surface, was keeping that many women?
Gao Hong became interested: "So among you all, none of you get jealous of each other?"
She found it hard to understand how a dozen women could get along amicably.
They say city big bosses keep many wives, but this was Gao Hong's first firsthand encounter.
"Why should we get jealous?"
Qiao Fei's beautiful eyes were gentle: "Sister Hong, do you think Ziyang treats me well?"
"Quite well..."
Thinking of the blissful scene she had witnessed between the two one night, Gao Hong nodded enviously.
