Ye Jin looked at the elderly man who was dressed in a luxurious tuxedo, his hair slicked back. He was currently speaking to her owner about his wish to buy her for 10 million gold, a sum that was practically 25 billion dollars, one-fourth of her father's net worth.
Ye Jin sighed in grievance.
"Cutie, I can't believe you decided to make me a slave. You should have taken me to the body of a noble. Look at how wealthy they all are."
GMS 005 scoffed.
[I've told you for the hundredth time, host, this body is the best for you.]
Ye Jin sighed once again and looked at the man with jealousy.