"Okay."
Ou Mingxuan was dumbfounded. What did Yan Zihua just say? Okay?! Did he hear wrong?
"I want handsome ones, really handsome!" Xia Yuxun said drunkenly.
"Alright, besides being handsome, does the lady have any other requests?" Yan Zihua asked seriously, as if he were holding a formal meeting.
"I want many... many of them... all kinds... a dozen..."
"Alright, please wait a moment, miss." Yan Zihua said and then walked out of the private room.
"Where are you going, hey?" Ou Mingxuan hurriedly chased after him a few steps. Was that guy crazy? Is he really going to find men for her?
No, no, it must be a stalling tactic!
Five minutes later, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... a full dozen men filed in.
