Sheng Yuan's smile carried a hint of seriousness, "Of course."
Lu Chen gave him a glance and left with Su Mo.
Zhao Changsheng flipped Sheng Yuan the middle finger as he followed them out, while Li Qian offered an apologetic smile, saying, "We hope the tools will be more complete; we need to modify the car."
After making his request, he also left with Su Niang.
Sheng Yuan sat in the chair for a while before suddenly saying to the woman cowering in the corner, "Jingjing, come here."
She obediently got up from the ground and carefully sat in his embrace, her voice ingratiating, "Brother Sheng~."
His slender eyes fixed upon her, a wicked smile curling up at the corner of his lips, "How about the man just now?"
"He's not as good as Brother Sheng," the woman said indignantly, her red lips moving closer to him.