Meng Ping hated it the most when others said he was good-looking, and the little fat man remembered it very clearly. Because as a child, he chased after Meng Ping every day, wanting to marry him when he grew up.
Meng Ping was so angry he almost beat him to death.
"I'm sorry, boss!"
"Get lost."
Listening to their conversation, Qin Cuifen shook all over with anger and clenched her teeth in hatred.
"You guys... you're too much!"
"I think the one who's too much is you, isn't it?" the little fat man sneered, "At this point, can't you see the predicament you're in?"
"What do you want to do?" Qin Cuifen instinctively protected her chest.
Those who hung around with the little fat man were all social outcasts, idle all day. Girls and little wives were scared of them, and now with so many people surrounding her, the looks they gave her were as lewd as could be.
Especially since she was covering her chest, which made it impossible not to have dirty thoughts.
