Despite Song Wanying's repeated attempts to push him away, she couldn't shake off Li Qiang, and her face grew angry.
"If you come any closer, I'll accuse you of indecent assault."
Li Qiang's sticky, greasy eyes suddenly turned fierce, but quickly disappeared.
"Hey sis, I don't mean anything by it. My wife's birthday is coming up soon, and I think you have good taste, so I was hoping you could help me pick out a gift to make her happy. Don't worry, I won't let you help for nothing; I'll pay you."
When money was mentioned, Song Wanying blinked.
After thinking it over for a while, she actually came up with an idea.
That means calling Huo Jun. Although he's not very successful, he's still Cui Cui's man, so we should try to do something to help.
But she had no money in her pocket.
"Pay first."
Li Qiang, also blinded by lust, was very generous, taking out a wad of cash, counting out ten one-cent bills, and handing them to Song Wanying.
Of course, he had other intentions in doing so.
He wanted Song Wanying to see his wealth. He hadn't been idle these past few days; he had already found out that Song Wanying's man was a gigolo, a coward who relied on his daughter for support.
Sure enough, Song Wanying's eyes lit up.
"Hey little sister, here's a piece for you. I'll give you some more after we're done shopping."
Song Wanying knew Li Qiang had ill intentions, but she didn't take it seriously. She even thought to herself, "What an idiot!" She stuffed the money into her pocket and went to the Friendship Store with him.
Department stores, those low-class shops, are not worthy of her patronage.
As soon as Song Wanying entered the second floor of the Friendship Store, she heard a low growl.
"Huo Jun, I want this one!"
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