This was a considerable sacrifice.
He was not about to leave himself with such a huge hidden risk for a moment of pleasure.
Moreover,
Based on his past experiences, these good-looking women were often extremely disgusting; they either looked down on people or had a strong mercenary heart, wanting to sell themselves for a good price. He despised these types of women the most.
Wen Ping snorted softly in his heart, already plotting how to shatter such a beautiful vase tonight.
But just at that moment—
The woman suddenly walked straight up to Wen Ping, leaned slightly forward, extended her right hand in mid-air, and, with a crescent-moon smile, said, "Is this gentleman here my blind date, Wen Ping?"
"Hello, I'm Sun Miaomiao."
"Just call me Little Miao."
"Ah? My name is Wen Ping, hello, hello."
