When saying these words, Lin Zhiyan couldn't help but feel awkward. Was she really urging others to verbally insult her?
But as long as her sister could wake up, she thought it didn't matter!
Xiao Feng didn't waste time either. He directly pulled up a chair and sat down, saying, "Jiaxuan darling, sleep well. Once you fall asleep, I'll sell your sister to Africa.
I've already contacted the buyer. He's a big fat guy over two hundred pounds, marginally better than Wang Lubo. I have a photo here. If you don't believe me, open your eyes and take a look."
"Creak, creak..."
The sound of teeth grinding grew louder.
Xiao Feng secretly thought, "There's hope." He then pressed on, saying, "You're grinding your teeth so much; you must think my decision is quite right, right?
Well, your silence means you agree."
After saying this, he signaled to the others with his eyes, clearly meaning: Don't just let me do the talking; you all say something too.
