There were only three key people left in the huge private room.
Si Han said with a smile, “Young master Shi, are you interested in my artiste?”
“Yes.”Shi Chen was used to being domineering and never knew how to cover up.
“You don’t have good taste.”
Si Han put his arm on Fu Ya’s shoulder and caressed her face.
“Did you see that? Her face was shaved and her eyelids were cut off. Even her chest was stuffed with low-quality silicone, the kind that could poison her to death with a single bite.”
Fu Ya wished that she could fork him to death!
She asked coldly, “Then why aren’t You Dead Yet?”
Si Han’s expression did not change. “I have an anti-poison constitution.”
Shi Chen chuckled. “What a coincidence, me too.”
Fu Ya smiled dryly and said, “Of course. We’re both dogs that have fallen to the ends of the Earth. Why do we need to know each other when we meet?”
