One day, bored out of her mind, Mo Zhiyan was chatting with her little sidekick…
Mo Zhiyan: What did you say? The factions up ahead and to the right are fighting?
Sidekick: That’s right, Miss. Do you want to get involved?
Mo Zhiyan clutched her purse and shook her head so hard it nearly came off: No way. Do you know how hard it is to get tens of thousands of people to guard my money?
Sidekick: Tens of thousands? Miss, I think you’ve lost track of your own situation. You’re a warlord now, with an army of four hundred thousand well-equipped soldiers at your command.
Mo Zhiyan cried out: What? Four hundred thousand? Qin Huai, is this how you spend my money? Recruiting soldiers and buying guns?
Her sidekick Qin Huai only smiled more broadly. He quietly slipped an arm around Mo Zhiyan’s slender waist, his eyes brimming with affection. “Miss, it’s an opportunity we can’t afford to miss.”
Mo Zhiyan eyed Qin Huai warily. This guy was getting bolder by the day. “Don’t try to seduce me. I said I’m not getting involved.”
Qin Huai: Don’t rush to answer. Let me offer you a little treat first, then you can think about it.
With that, Qin Huai lowered his head and kissed her…
