"Go, go, go. The reason you don't want to get married is that you haven't met the right person. But today, I did!" Chuan coaxed his buddies and then sidled up to Wang Xiaoyi.
"Sister Xiaoyi, I'm being sincere here. Give a brother a hand, would you? I swear I'll treat your classmate well all my life, just like Brother Shan treats you. Oh, by the way, Sister Xiaoyi, since you're classmates, why didn't you step in earlier? With Brother Shan backing you up, you'd look so good in front of your classmates."
Listening to their rambles, Wang Xiaoyi kept covering her mouth, laughing.
Qiao Shan grabbed the back of Chuan's collar, pulling him aside, and took a seat next to Wang Xiaoyi, leaning against the leather sofa in an utterly possessive manner.
"If your Sister Xiaoyi steps in, would you still get any money? Get lost and stop bothering me. Also, I wasn't joking earlier. Remember what I said, every single one of you!"
