As these words fell, Kang Li had already entered the courtyard.
Xu Chunxia tightly held the twenty yuan in her hand, staring at Kang Li's back and muttering, "Kang Libao, do you think I want to be involved with you, want to get close to you?"
"Who are you calling a rat in the gutter?"
Xu Chunxia's complexion was quite ugly, clearly indicating her guilt.
"So agitated?" Kang Li glanced at her indifferently, smiling slightly, "Don't you know that every inch of you emanates a dust-ridden aura, even to the marrow?"
The voice wasn't loud, but Kang Li ensured Xu Chunxia could hear: "Playing dumb in front of me is useless, Xu Chunxia. Honestly, I know your mind is crooked, but I didn't expect you'd make one wrong move after another, wouldn't stop and repent in time, and fall straight into selling your own body..."
