"Ma Ma really likes Gongshu Wu."
Gongxi Chou silently watched Shen Tang cling to Gongshu Wu, reluctant to let him go.
Even he, who wasn't good at reading people, could see it.
Shen Tang stood there, savoring the feel of that giant pink diamond. "Half-Step is my Great General. How could I not like him?"
It was a little immoral to think this way.
But Half-Step really was the genuine article now: loaded with money!
Gongxi Chou curled his lip.
He hadn't spent much time with Ma Ma in the past, nor had their relationship been particularly close. She had always left him with the best impression, and the rose-colored glasses he wore meant he'd overlooked many of her problems. Now that he'd become her half-guard, he'd discovered that Ma Ma had her flaws, too.
Not only was she outrageously poor, she also loved money.
She was so poor that even Gongxi Chou felt a little sorry for her.
How had she grown up this poor? By living on the northwest wind?
"The way Ma Ma looked at Gongshu Wu just now, it was as if she were staring at a mountain of gold, ready to pry a few ribs off him..."
Shen Tang gave an awkward, sheepish laugh. "Was it that obvious?"
Gongxi Chou thought up an apt comparison.
"Yeah, obvious. You looked just like a thief."
Shen Tang kicked him in the calf and threatened him viciously. "I'm the Sacred Object of your clan, at least. Gongxi Feng En, is this how you treat your Sacred Object? Watch yourself. When your big brother gets back, I'll report you to him and see if he beats you!"
If she hit Gongxi Chou, the bastard would hit her right back.
If Jimò Qiu hit him, he could only stand there