"Fang, I bought some talismans from Master Miao. Let me share some with you. Although you're powerful, it's always good to be prepared."
At the entrance of the hotel, Lin Mianmian followed closely behind Fang Zheng, eagerly pushing a stack of yellow talismans toward him, her eyes brimming with spring fever and glistening like ripples on water.
"Thank you for your kind intention, junior sister."
This scene made Gu Shi exceptionally furious. Fang Zheng was casting flirtatious glances with a smile on his face, but before he could stretch out his hand to take them, another larger hand intercepted the gesture.
Gu Shi's sarcastic voice rose, "Fang Zheng is so capable, does he really need your eager attentions?"
"Let's see, these are indeed made by Master Miao. As far as I know, one talisman from Master Miao sells for ten thousand yuan. What you have in your hand must be worth over a million. Spending my money to curry favor with other men, that's not very nice, is it?"
