(Xiao Wu fanart)
Ma Hongjun suddenly stopped, his tiny eyes gleaming with mischief in the night.
"You guys go back first. The dean just told me to stop by his shop."
Dai Mubai glanced at him, a half-smile playing on his lips.
"Then we'll head back first. Take it easy."
"Boss Dai, are you coming?"
"No." Dai Mubai shot him an annoyed look, though the corner of his eye unconsciously drifted toward Zhu Zhuqing. "Quit talking and get moving."
The fatty was clearly slow on the uptake. He didn't notice the little scheme in Dai Mubai's eyes at all.
He rubbed his hands together, his face flushed with excitement.
"Come on, let's go together. Didn't you say women aren't people, they're resources?"
Dai Mubai finally lost his composure.
"Get lost. I don't have such lousy taste."
Ma Hongjun snorted in protest, but when he saw the anger flashing in the Evil-Eyed White Tiger's eyes,
he opened his mouth, then ultimately didn't dare to stand up to him. He hunched his shoulders and jogged off into the night.
The street fell quiet for a moment.
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly spoke, her voice cold as ice.
"Men are all filthy."
Xiao Wu stood beside her, her face impassive as her mind went into a frenzy:
Little Zhuqing is right! Tang San, who never lets it show on the surface, is even filthier than Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun!
Zhu Zhuqing's words left Dai Mubai at a loss. He replied irritably,
"Fine, we're all filthy. Happy now? But at least I have much better taste than the fatty."
After saying that, he peeked at Zhu Zhuqing.
Their eyes met. Her gaze was colder than before, cold to the bone.
The young girl gave a snort and suddenly walked up to Dai Mubai, lifting her