"Holy... crap..." Liu Zhihao stared wide-eyed at Shi Tie Zhu as if he did not recognize him. "Uncle, tell me the truth—have you been secretly studying books behind our backs? How can you say something so badass? I'd better write it down fast and use it when I chase girls later!"
Shi Tie Zhu merely smiled without speaking, not coming off as glib.
"But, Uncle, honestly, I don't really like that auntie." Liu Zhihao was quite serious. "I always feel like she's hostile toward you. And she's an agent of the Secret Affairs Bureau—nothing she says is true, and lying has already become her instinct. Any good impression you have of her may have been induced, carefully designed, all for some purpose."
"Besides, a female agent Chen Jin can't stop thinking about has probably long grown accustomed to extravagant spending. If you two really got together, could you afford her expenses?"
"Not to be nasty, but who knows how many pairs of hands that auntie has already passed through? And how many-plus hands will there be in the future? Old Uncle, aren't you afraid of a little Green Grassland?"
Ling Xingjian poked her head out from the corner and gritted her teeth in Liu Zhihao's direction.
What the hell does this little brat mean!
Would I deliberately set a trap to seduce this Big Guy? What is there about him worth seducing?
And besides, I'm very frugal, okay? I'd never spend money like water!
Also, what does "how many pairs of hands" mean? What is a little Green Grassland supposed to mean? What kind of woman does he take me for?
*Kid, just you wait. I'm writing down every word you said in my little notebook. You'll get what's coming to you. One day, I'll show you what happens when