Chen Dashan's eyes grew dark; he liked beautiful women, but that didn't mean he would spoil them.
Seeing Chen Dashan turn to leave,
Wu Hongling urgently shouted, "Someone is going to kill you. Otherwise, why would I come?"
Kill me?
Chen Dashan paused mid-step, and Wu Hongling continued, "Someone issued a bounty order for 5 million, targeting your life, Chen Dashan. Don't you care at all?"
Looking at the bustling pedestrians by the roadside, Chen Dashan turned back, opened the passenger door of the G-Wagon, and got in.
Wu Hongling smiled. Chen Dashan had just acted aloof, but now knowing someone wanted to kill him, he obediently sat in front of her.
Looking at Wu Hongling's long, snow-white legs, smooth as jade, her miniskirt barely covering the scene inside.
Chen Dashan's eyes were fixed.
Wu Hongling said speechlessly, "Didn't you hear what I just said? You still have the mind to look at my legs? Do you really have no fear of death?"