Xu Dadong stretched out two of his fat fingers and drew circles on the back of Mu Ci's hand.

Twenty thousand? Mu Ci felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

She had witnessed many drinking parties in her previous life, all kinds of them. She used some strength to pull her hand back. Mu Ci didn't say anything. She didn't care about the 20,000 yuan. She just wanted to delay Xu Dadong and buy more time for Qiao Yu.

Because Mu Ci had inquired in the afternoon, it seemed that ...