Zhang Hong coldly glared at Xu Qianli, pointing a finger at his forehead.
"Yeah, I slept with you, so what?"
"I'm a woman, you're a man; if anything, you're the one who got the better end of the deal."
"I've never even been this proactive with my own husband before. I just went through hell taking care of you just now, don't act all innocent after taking advantage."
Xu Qianli said, "You can't just say that. Sure, being happy is one thing, but we just met and you already slept with me. Don't think you can just pull your skirt down, pat your butt, and leave without any explanation."
"Oh, look at you, getting all the good stuff and still wanting an explanation, what kind of explanation do you want, huh?"
"Surely you don't want money. Fine, I have a card here with a hundred thousand on it, consider it your reward for your services."
Zhang Hong took out her purse, opened it, and tossed a bank card at Xu Qianli, intentionally mocking him.
