If Su Shiqi knew what they were thinking, she'd kill them with just a look.
Bai Xiaofan's outfit was crafted by Italy's finest artisans, personally stitched, thread by thread.
Just a single button on it costs 250,000 US Dollars!
These top-tier fashion masters aren't people you can enlist just because you have money.
"Exactly, such outrageous boasting! If Murong Wan, the General Manager, were really your sister-in-law, I'd walk backwards!"
Standing beside Sun Dazhu, a man with buckteeth chimed in mockingly, ridiculing Bai Xiaofan.
"Yeah, can't even fake it properly. If you were actually Murong Wan's brother-in-law, I swear I'd sleep with a running five-speed fan!"
Another security guard, with smoky makeup and an air of disdain, sneered at Bai Xiaofan while arrogantly tapping his baton against Bai Xiaofan's stomach twice.
"You can eat nonsense, but you can't spit it out. You said you're Murong Wan's man, right?"
