There were seven or eight beauties in hot clothes waiting for the three of them in the room, and the table was filled with high-end foreign wine.
"How's it going, Yu Ang, are you satisfied with my arrangement? Play with confidence, I'm going to treat you today."
"Um... Mr. Liu, aren't we here to talk about something?"
"It doesn't matter. We'll talk about it at lunch tomorrow. Let's have fun today."
After speaking, Liu Qiyong asked the driver to bring up 500,000 yuan and put it on the table, covering the whole table in stacks.
"You have to accompany my brother today. If you can, take whatever you want. If you don't have enough, I'll prepare more!"
Qiao Yuang was pulled to the middle of the sofa by a group of hot beauties in simple clothes and surrounded by them, which made Qiao Yuang a little uncomfortable. Wu Fangfang seemed to notice this and sat on the side of Qiao Yuang with a wine glass.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
