"As for entertainment..." Qian looked at Cong Nianwei. He didn't think she was as pretty anymore. He lifted his little finger. "That’s you."
"Why? With your looks, you could have any woman you want. A charming mature lady or a Lolita at the first awakening of love. Women would be lining up from Long Island to Wall Street."
"The industries you engage in are full of beauties, and Wall Street is full of talented women. Those office ladies… Lying on the desk..."
"Yet you hang yourself from a single tree, turning a blind eye to other girls... Your girlfriend must be a female tiger! There are no faithful lovers these days!"
Qin Guan nearly burst into laughter, while Cong Nianwei raised her eyebrows. Before she could teach that funny guy a lesson, a girl ran out of the office.
"Darling, what are you doing here? It’s boring inside!" The Korean girl looked around, her voice suddenly changing.