In the office, Wen Xishu clearly sensed that Li Weiwei's gaze was a bit strange.
It was the kind of gaze that wanted to devour him, the proactive gaze that rookies most hoped the princesses would have at the KTV.
Only such a gaze was worthy of eating the watermelon on the fruit platter on the table.
Li Weiwei was indeed very proactive, because she understood too well that the Red House represented the dominator of an entire area.
In some smaller cities, a single Red House was like a king.
In the apocalypse, being able to attach oneself to a powerful existence like Wen Xishu meant that any dignity could be discarded, especially since, these days, Wen Xishu was behaving very much like a "Benevolent."
Wen Xishu said:
"Yes, that's how it should be, but it's too provocative. I still hope you can maintain that aloof, untouched image you had initially."
Li Weiwei was stunned.
Wen Xishu said:
"This war is actually a war of talent; hp is a hidden score, but talent has hp."
