Xia Yuxun didn't think much of it and smiled while staring at the man in the wheelchair, softly asking, "Mr. Tang, what do you think? Do I make sense?"
Tang Jue: "..."
The two bodyguards behind him gasped, instinctively glancing at their boss's rumored incapacitated part.
This woman might be somewhat special to the sir, but she's really pushing her luck, daring to mention the boss's taboo!
Xue Haitang was almost about to go crazy with rage; this damn woman was actually flirting with her fiancé in front of her!!!
The atmosphere was tense, on the verge of breaking, when suddenly a series of shouts rang out not far away—
"Thief! Thief! There's a thief!"
Xia Yuxun saw a black shadow swiftly pass by her, holding a purple bag, and immediately afterward, a well-dressed old lady came chasing after, panting heavily.
