Wen Qiao tapped on her chest, "Only when you get rid of the implants inside can you try seducing him."
She took two steps forward, closing the gap between herself and the other woman, and said with a hint of pity, "Compared to me, you are a bit shorter, but it's not a big deal. After all, not everyone can have a figure as good as mine."
Taking another step, she remembered something and added, "Oh right, he likes young and tender girls like me, sister."
The word "sister" rolled off Wen Qiao's tongue lightly, as if she didn't care about them at all.
Having said that, Wen Qiao couldn't be bothered to look at their pale faces anymore and walked out of the restroom with light steps.
Unexpectedly, just a few steps from the door, she saw Fu Jinghen, slightly startled, "Why did you come here?"
"I was worried you couldn't find your way back, so I came to wait for you."
Fu Jinghen reached out to hold her hand, "What took you so long?"
