"Name your price..." The burly man drawled, speaking with exaggerated bravado. He leisurely patted the armrest of the sofa, his gaze playfully and wickedly sweeping over Chu Shiyao.
You brainless fool, go ahead and show off while you still don't know the truth. Let's see how much longer you can keep it up.
Chu Shiyao thought this to herself, appearing even more nervous on the surface.
Chu Ge slightly furrowed his brow, a trace of undisguised disgust in his eyes. If this was some game arranged by Chu Shiyao, then at this stage, the performance of the burly man was starting to make him lose interest.
"What are you looking at? Are you looking to die?" Noticing the change in Chu Ge's expression and gaze, the burly man provocatively met his eyes. "Get your big brother a cigarette."
Chu Ge didn't move, standing there expressionless, staring at the burly man.
