Zhang Meiqin: I've never paid to play with men.
Xiaoya: So, are you saying you play on credit?
Zhang Meiqin: ...
An Yue: Haha.
Yue Xiaowan: Xiaoya, you're such a good kid.
Qiao Chuchu: Zhang Meiqin, out of money to play with men? You should've said something earlier; I could lend you some.
An Yue: Hey, Meiqin, it's not a good habit to play with men without paying. Playing with men requires money—cash exchange—saves a lot of trouble. Otherwise, if you don't pay, what if the guy keeps pestering you? You'd be at a loss.
Zhang Meiqin: Hmm, that makes sense. Looks like An Yue has quite a bit of experience with toy boys.
An Yue: You got that right, I play with toy boys every day now.
Qiao Chuchu: Do you pay them?
An Yue: No, because I'm pretty. But... that doesn't apply to you guys, because you're ugly!
An Yue: Hahaha.
Song Huanyan: Are you amusing yourself? Seeking self-consolation?
Zhang Meiqin: Oh, poor thing. Could An Yue be going mad? So young, sigh...
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