"Sir? And this... ma'am?"
"Could you two please keep it down? You're making it hard for us to watch the movie."
Meimei said, walking up to the pair.
Her voice faltered as she got a closer look at the wealthy woman, her eyes clouding with suspicion and confusion.
'Why does this aunty have an Adam's apple?'
'Could it be...?'
A strange possibility crossed her mind.
Meimei shuddered and instinctively took half a step back.
But the brown-haired man saw the subtle movement and looked as if he'd been humiliated. "Where did this little brat come from?" he cursed. "What we do is none of your business!"
"Piss off and play somewhere else! I don't have time for you!"
The wealthy woman merely glanced over, showing no intention of stopping.
'If it were a handsome man and a beautiful woman, she wouldn't have cared.'
But the thought that there was something not quite right about this wealthy woman made goosebumps erupt all over Meimei's skin.
'So, so gross!'
