Bab 881: Huo Yingcheng, Yu Bao'er (53)

Before the woman could even get close, Huo Yingcheng waved her off with a cigarette-wielding hand, indicating for her not to get near.

The woman's expression froze. Seeing Yu Bao'er walking over, she seemed to understand something. And as Yu Bao'er passed her by, she rolled her eyes at Yu Bao'er before walking away swaying her hips.

Yu Bao'er: "…"

F*ck, what has that got to do with her?

Nonetheless, she cast a few glances at that woman's chest. So big…

Envious…

Seeing Yu Bao'er walking over, Huo Yingcheng tossed his cigarette on the floor. "Get into the car."

Yu Bao'er dilly-dallied, but couldn't come up with an excuse not to get in. With a sulky face, she got into the car.

Seeing her sullen expression, Huo Yingcheng gave her a faint smile as he drove off. "Are you still mad? It was just a question. I was afraid you weren't serious."