"It's fine, I can introduce you to a better job. With such a handsome face, why not consider becoming an actor?"
"Not interested!"
"Wow, you really have a personality. You'd rather stay poor than take a high-income job?" The woman's seductive gaze seemed to tease Yue Feng.
"Why don't you come with me? I'll give you anything you want!"
Yue Feng let out a mocking laugh. So this is what they call upper-class women.
If they're not trying to climb the social ladder, they're thinking about keeping men as boy toys.
"That depends on whether my wife agrees or not."
"What?" The woman nearly screamed, realizing she had attracted the attention of those around her. She lowered her voice and said, "You have a wife already?"
"Mhm!" Yue Feng sneered indifferently.
The woman seemed conflicted for a moment, then suggestively said, "Why does your wife need to agree? As long as you're willing, that's enough!"
As she spoke, she leaned her body closer to Yue Feng.
