On the other side, anger glued Mu Yuhaan's feet on the ground; if the fire in his eyes could materialize itself, then all clothing stands, hanging shirts would be burnt to ashes by then. 'I dare you to buy anything for that stinky rat! One shirt from you and in return, in the very next hour, a bulldozer will be sent to crush his house to the dust! You can't afford my wrath, Zhang whatever! So don't go for it!'
Feng Lili affected an entirely seductive look on her face, inching nearer Mu Yuhaan slowly. "It must be hard for you." She said, dropping her tone to a lower and sexier register. The greed in her eyes was equalled by her lust, as she clapped her eyes on Mu Yuhaan's chiseled side profile.
She wasn't employed in this section and came here following Mu Yuhaan to try her luck. Who knew God himself would pave the way for her and the couple would break into a contretemps?!
Mu Yuhaan: "...."