"You... you..."
The curator's face was trembling with fear, enjoying intimate moments only to be blocked in bed, the most fearful and truthful moment for anyone is when they're naked, and Ye Tian enjoyed appearing at just that time.
"What's wrong with me?" Ye Tian glanced at the woman next to him, she had a nice figure.
"What do you want to do? If it's money you want, I will give it to you!" stammered the curator, looking at Ye Tian who wore a hat, mask, and sunglasses, completely clueless about who he was dealing with.
"What money could a minor curator like you have? However," Ye Tian looked around, "seeing this room, you really are a piece of fat meat, spending so much on your mistress."
"Who are you really? What do you want?" the curator was anxious about his secrets being exposed.
"Don't worry, I don't want money. I just want to ask you something, I won't kill you, after all, with all your fat, I'd worry about dirtying my knife."
"Alright, alright! Ask, ask."
