“Five hundred thousand for a year of your youth. How does that sound?”
A beautiful, wealthy woman lusted after Su Xuan's looks and made him an offer.
“No.” Su Xuan refused.
“Eight hundred thousand!”
“No.”
“Then a million, a car, a house, and me, still a beauty despite my age. Is that not enough?”
“Ma'am, please don't be like this!”
Su Xuan was on the verge of tears.
Because he was so handsome, women were always trying to claim him for themselves.
It left him feeling terribly depressed.
But something even more depressing was yet to come.
“Ding! The Host is excessively depressed. The Super Tycoon System has awakened!”
“Ding! Reward: a five-star hotel!”
“Ding! Reward: a hundred-million-yuan supercar!”
“Ding! Reward: ten townhouses...”
Su Xuan took off running, because he saw women charging toward him in droves...
