Gu Xiaorou got startled and quickly warned: "Hey, Yang Gang, remember, I'm your good buddy's girlfriend, you wouldn't make a pass at me right? You'd better pay for an escort instead."
The corner of Yang Gang's mouth twitched: "Even if I were devoid of honor, I wouldn't lay a finger on my best buddy's woman. If Zhang Yu found out, he'd gut me. I still have the important duty of divorcing my wife - can't die before I've completed my mission, can I?"
A resigned look crossed Gu Xiaorou's face.
Soon after, the Lamborghini arrived at a high-end apartment complex.
Yang Gang parked the car and followed Gu Xiaorou to apartment number 735.
Yang Gang looked at this door number and suddenly said, "This door number is not too good ah."
"What's wrong?" Gu Xiaorou curiously asked.
"Hmm... 735... 'Invite me up'. Seems like a place where fallen women would dwell." Yang Gang remarked.
Gu Xiaorou's face instantly went dark, her lips parting to bark, "Get lost!"