"He can deliver those dozen or so alien beauties to you in advance."
Upon hearing Su Wanqing's words, Qiu Tu couldn't help but chuckle speechlessly. He said, "In your brother's eyes, am I really such a lecher?"
Su Wanqing heard this, her smile exquisite as she looked at Qiu Tu, then retorted, "Aren't you...?"
"Tsk..."
Her words were a bit too blunt, making Qiu Tu feel slightly offended.
So, he looked at Su Wanqing, leaned back slowly, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, stuck it between his lips, and said with a half-smile, "Seems my image with you siblings isn't very flattering, is it?"
"But... since you both know I'm such a lecher, why did you still send you over to negotiate with me?"
At this, Qiu Tu lit his cigarette. Amid swirling smoke, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Wanqing. "Could it be... a honey trap?"
Hearing Qiu Tu's reckless words, Su Wanqing's expression stiffened and her hand resting on her knee clenched slightly, but she recovered almost instantly.
