Inside the shabby house, Wen Ziyue guarded Song Song behind her, facing the thug directly. Qing Ya raised an eyebrow and glanced at the half-dressed woman on the kang, then smirked, "Speak up, what's your condition to go back and continue working?"
Upon hearing this, Song Song was shocked inside. Wasn't this just asking for trouble?
What this thug wanted was too obvious...
Song Song tugged hard at Wen Ziyue's clothes from behind, trying to make her more rational and not so impulsive.
The thug grinned sinisterly, turned and glanced at the woman on the bed, saying, "Hey! Get down here, my new favorite has arrived."
Song Song felt nauseous hearing this. New favorite? He really has the nerve to say that...
The woman was furious, cursing while putting on her clothes, then got off the kang, saying, "Bah! You think I still crave you? Not serving is for the best!"
After cursing, the woman swayed her hips and left.
