"Please don't, I'm just a businessman. I'll refund this customer's money, I beg you to spare me, please don't trouble yourself with a lowly person like me, I beg you, do not kill me!"
The man in brocade pulled a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth. Right, why say so much? Just express one's intention and let the other party know the bottom line. No need to say too much and waste breath.
"Then hurry up and refund me, I'm tired."
The man in brocade headed upstairs, soon reaching the number one room, where Tang Rao's things were still inside. If the man went in, his belongings…
Those are Bei Lin's favorite things!
"Stop! Until the money is refunded, and my things are taken out, this room is still mine. Even if you want to sleep, go home and find your mother first. Don't walk around outside without understanding some rules!"
Tang Rao spoke without keeping any niceties, and these words were rational.
