"Wanqing, should we head back first?" Ximen Xiaoxiao really felt troubled, this situation was simply pushing her psychological limits.
Donglong Wanqing gritted her teeth, locked in a psychological struggle.
After a while, she said through gritted teeth, "No, since we're here, we have to see it through."
"But... I really can't handle it," Ximen Xiaoxiao's face was almost ashen. If this got out, how would she face people in the future?
"If you don't do it, you might end up marrying one of those wastrel playboys," Donglong Wanqing said.
Ximen Xiaoxiao's expression turned even worse. Just thinking about those spoiled rich kids who lived for eating, drinking, and chasing women made her feel extreme disgust. Marrying one would be the end of her beautiful life.
"I... I'll muster my courage one more time," Ximen Xiaoxiao said, closing her eyes, ready to fight.
Thirty seconds later, it was almost as if Donglong Wanqing had dragged Ximen Xiaoxiao into the health store.
