"Rong Qingqing! Saving a life is better than building a seven-tiered pagoda! Shen Jue, what grudge do I have with you for treating me like this?" Zhao Junxi was about to go crazy, and screamed out both names directly, "You two are in cahoots!"
"It's not really about grudges, mainly I want to sit with ninety thousand and watch you wear a ballet dress dancing ballet for me." Rong Qingqing's mouth can be deadly, not sparing anyone.
"Rong Qingqing, I'll give you two million!" Zhao Junxi made a last-ditch effort.
Shen Jue: "I'll add one hundred and ninety thousand."
"Deal!" Rong Qingqing became even happier, "Host, I'm not lending Zhao Junxi, not even ten thousand, not even a dime, you guys make him dance now, I'm watching the livestream!"
"You two are truly heartless, I wish you want a son and have a daughter, want a daughter and have a son! Ten babies at once, mommy running away pregnant!" Zhao Junxi was so collapsed he was saying all sorts of curses.
