Li Weonian was afraid that Tan Biyang and Ning Qian would never contact him again. If that happened, he would truly lose the chance to sleep with top-quality women. Facing that slovenly wife of his at home, he couldn't even muster any enthusiasm anymore.
"You say it, just tell me, and I'll definitely get it done."
A sly triumphant smile flickered in Tan Biyang's eyes as she whispered a few words into Li Weonian's ear, then she seriously instructed, "You have to handle this well, or else don't bother trying to stay in City B anymore."
"Yes, yes, it will definitely be taken care of."
Li Weonian put on his clothes and hurried out. Before he left, he glanced back at Ning Qian on the bed, but it was just a single glance.
Once Li Weonian left, Ning Qian stopped crying, because of a sentence Tan Biyang had whispered to her.
"Really?" Ning Qian's eyes gleamed. If it were true...
