"Woman, don't challenge my bottom line." Boss Ba said looking at the demonic woman in front of him.
"Bottom line?" Do you have this thing? How can I challenge you if you don't have it? Tao Yao asked disdainfully after stroking his newly made nails.
"You..." The veins on Boss Ba's forehead were about to burst. "It's just a villa, and you can't bear to part with it?"
"Joke." Tao Yao didn't even want to look at the person in front of him. "How dare you use my ancestral home as a favor? Didn't your Chinese teacher teach you what the possessive case is?"
"That's English grammar." Boss Ba was a little speechless. This woman didn't know how she got a college diploma.
"Oh. Does it matter? All in all, I don't agree." Tao Yao curled his lips. Does it matter whether it's Chinese or English? That's my dowry.
"Tell me what you have to do before agreeing." Mr. Ba didn't intend to follow the woman's nonsense anymore.
Hearing this, Tao...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
