Rong Xiaohua looked at the beauty beside her with eyes full of amazement and envy.
She couldn't stop exclaiming.
"Tsk tsk, just look at what she's wearing, what she's using, and this scent on her is really nice."
"Look at the jewelry she's wearing, when will I ever be able to afford them."
The passing beauties all cast flirty glances at A'niu.
But no one dared to strike up a conversation.
Because A'niu was Sister Wen's man.
The incident of Xiao A'qiao being disgraced by A'niu had already spread throughout the nightlife circle.
No woman in this line of work would be foolish enough to go seeking trouble for herself.
"Don't worry, as long as you're obedient, all this will soon be yours," A'niu said.
"Really?"
"Of course, the person I'm taking you to meet is the boss here, remember you must listen to her, and don't even think about anything else," he warned.
A'niu thought of Xiao A'qiao's example.
Originally, Xiao A'qiao was just a little girl from a fishing island.