A Dancing Vixen

"I'm here."

"If I really go bankrupt, would you despise me?"

Gu Mo's legs nearly gave way, and he almost knelt down when he walked in and heard these words.

What kind of international joke was this? Anyone could go bankrupt. However, Sir was the last person who could go bankrupt, alright?

Lin Wanwan saw that trace of perturbation in Lu Zhanbei's eyes. She blurted out without thinking too much, "Even if you become a beggar under the bridge, I would also bring you a bowl."

Lu Zhanbei's lips twitched. "Talk is cheap. Prove it to me."

"How should I prove it?"

"Let's get the marriage certificate now."

Lin Wanwan was speechless for a long time. "I haven't reached the legal age for marriage. Furthermore, marriage is just a piece of paper. If I really wanted to leave you, that piece of paper can't restrain me."