Xiaobao said irritably, "I've figured it out. You didn't bring me here to introduce me to connections; you brought me here to make enemies."
"What do you mean? I genuinely wanted to help you!" Wan Wenwen felt misunderstood by Xiaobao and was very angry.
"Look at their eyes." Xiaobao gestured forward with his mouth.
"Ah, I forgot that I'm naturally beautiful and loved by everyone. Men walking next to me are easily hurt." Wan Wenwen sighed with a melancholic face.
"..." This left Xiaobao speechless. He always thought he had thick skin, but he didn't expect this woman's skin to be just as thick!
At this moment, Wen Song and a few men, unable to bear it any longer, walked over.
Wu Dongwen, who had been mingling with them earlier, stood at a distance with his arms crossed, looking schadenfreudic.
But Wu Dongwen didn't think Xiaobao would suffer. He guessed that Wen Song and his friends were about to have the same experience he had a while ago.
