"Fuck off! I'll fucking kill you!"
Zheng Xia gave Charm Chen a disdainful look. She wouldn't fancy the likes of him even if every other man on earth were dead.
Without any shame, Charm Chen kept pressing, "Sister Xia, who are you finding her for then? Brother Yong, right? If so, I'm really convinced. Sister Xia, you're definitely China's finest wife!"
"Charm Chen, why the fuck do you talk so much! Do you want to make money or not? If not, just give it to me." Zheng Xia's delicate brows furrowed, a look of displeasure on her face.
Charm Chen quickly stuffed the money into his crotch and chuckled, "Sister Xia, do you still want it?"
"That's fucking disgusting!" Zheng Xia raised her hand and waved it in front of her as if she could already smell the odor from Charm Chen's crotch.
Charm Chen's smile faded as he said seriously, "Sister Xia, you have to tell me who wants the girl. I need to tailor the solution to his preferences, right?"
