"Five thousand for the training fee, three thousand for the tools."
Shen Yanchen looked at her coldly: "What about your own money? Aren't you supposed to be earning money every day to support the family? How dare you ask me for money?"
"You can make eight thousand in a few minutes, while I need several days to earn eight thousand!"
"Then just accept my offer, you can make ten thousand in an hour, isn't that good?"
Gu Qimiao puffed her cheeks, pretended to be angry and turned around: "I'm going to sleep with our son!"
"Stop right there!" Shen Yanchen grabbed her skirt, causing the elastic neckline to stretch wide open, revealing a large part of her shoulder.
Gu Qimiao hurriedly pulled her clothes back up, "I told you not to pull my skirt!"
"Take it off! I'll give you eight thousand for half an hour."
