Chapter 95: Bo Jingxing, you bastard

After leaving the hotel, Chao Song did not leave immediately.

After smoking a cigarette downstairs, he asked the driver to start the car.

The driver was his brother, and they were close. He looked at him in the rearview mirror and said, "Master Chao, are you really interested in this little painter? One million dollars, and you sold it just like that... and you sent her so many supplements to see her, and even picked her up from the hospital in person. How could she be so worthy of that?"

Aren’t all drivers women?

Even if she is prettier or draws better...but once the lights are turned off, it's all the same. You still have to be called when you should be called and go up when you should go up.

Isn't it just that kind of thing anyway?

"Shut up, what do you know? Love is romantic, it needs to be maintained, it needs to be conquered slowly over a long period of time." As Chao Song spoke, his sickly face turned even paler.

He coughed twi