What happened to losing weight?
Huahua really was the ultimate wingman!
After eating and drinking her fill, Jiang Shuyue's little belly bulged again. "Huahua, we still need points to redeem medicinal pills for Qing'er's illness, but I can't go knocking on scheming bitches' doors every day. What should we do?"
Huahua said, "How about opening a shop of our own and getting the scheming bitches to come to us?"
Jiang Shuyue said, "Huahua, you're so smart! Then let's find somewhere to set up a stall. Our sign will say: No dumbasses or bitches allowed."
Huahua was curious. "Aren't we saving up Green Tea Points precisely because we want bitches to come? Generally speaking, the nastier they are, the more Green Tea Points they're worth. If you won't let them come near us, how are we supposed to do business?"
Jiang Shuyue flashed a sly smile. "Oh, you. At the end of the day, you're still a system. You don't understand humans well enough. Humans have a rebellious streak. The more you tell them not to do something, the more they want to do it."
"There's an old saying-like attracts like. The more we provoke them, the more excited they'll get. We're going to rake in Green Tea Points this time!"
Huahua almost applauded her. How could its host be so clever?
When Yu Qing heard that they were going out to set up a stall for his sake, he was deeply touched, but worried too.
"Brother Shi Ye, if the Marchioness of Zhennan goes out to run a stall, won't it hurt her reputation if word gets around? Should we stop her?"
"We couldn't stop her even if we tried. Besides..."
Zhou Shiye felt helpless.
His mother had clearly gotten carried away. Even if someone stepped in to stop her,