We Haven't Finished Yet

Su Chen turned his head and saw a young man dressed in a thug-like style, his face flushed as he stared at Huang Yuelan, as if sizing up his prey.

However, Huang Yuelan was thoroughly disgusted.

"You're not welcome here."

Su Chen spoke calmly, but his voice was not quiet, and quite a few people heard him.

Several nearby tables turned to look. This was a law-abiding society, and this was also the most bustling lower-end district in Pingjiang City. Basically, no one needed to worry about their safety, so everyone looked like they were waiting for a show.

"Who the hell are you?"

The rich heir was obviously quite drunk, and even his tone sounded light and airy as he spoke.

"Do you know who I am? Get the hell out of my way."

After saying that, the rich heir looked back at Huang Yuelan, the sinister smile on his face growing even wider.

"Hey, babe, be my woman. I'll give you a hundred thousand a month. No, two hundred thousand. How about it?"

The rich heir gave Huang Yuelan a flirtatious glance. The heat in his eyes was completely undisguised, as though he wanted to swallow her whole.

Huang Yuelan really did have an excellent temperament. She was pure, giving people the feeling of a first love. Combined with her already stunning appearance, it was difficult for any man not to be tempted.

Huang Yuelan said nothing. She merely took out her phone and aimed the screen at the rich heir.

The rich heir's eyes were a little unfocused, but instinctively, he still looked at the screen of Huang Yuelan's phone. It displayed a bank card interface, showing the balance in Huang Yuelan's account.

"Ones, tens, hundreds... tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions..."

The rich heir froze