Yang Ming Hit The Jackpot

If it was Zhang Bing, he probably would have run away already! In fact, Zhang Bing had finished his enjoyment. Since there was no news from Yang Ming, Zhang Bing went back to his room and asked a prostitute for a massage.

Yang Ming did feel conflicted. His subconsciousness told him, Run away quickly. You're dead if the lady wakes up. But another inner voice told him, She is already your woman. Are you willing to leave her here alone? You want to be superior, but you can't even protect your own woman! How else do you want to fight against Wang Zhitao?

Forget it. I'm not a native here. It's impossible to bring her back. I'll let her understand through reasoning and touch her with emotion so that she won't do such thing in the future. Don't I still have twenty thousand yuan? I'll give her ten thousand yuan. Yang Ming shook his head, fixed his shirt properly, and then he walked out of the room.