Yue Credit Inn, Sanwuhei Store:
No bottom line, no room fee, no overnight feud.
Lin Qiangyue, a female boss from time-travel, has a vicious tongue and a cruel fist. Her biggest hobby is——
Chen Xubai, the uncle who was so slow to warm up to his ears, doted on him to the point where the whole world suspected that he was a softie.
The customer delivers it to his or her door, and the copy grows on its own.
Today's copy:
The young master of the Demon Cult washes the toilet, the Shaolin bronze man goes bankrupt, the former princess works as a waiter, and the retired Jin Yiwei writes a rumor daily.
She settles accounts while he prepares medicine; she carries a knife while he delivers needles.
Close the door and beat the dog, open the door and sprinkle candy.
Rumors in the world: You live on credit, your wallet is empty, but you are spoiled like crazy.
——"Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel, or pay with your life? Or... Give me your heart on credit?"
