Big Brother threw the card while walking and talking on the phone, and before Feng Manman could say anything else, he went straight out.
Qian had only given Big Brother a heads-up; the rest was all his own performance, just enough to make Feng Manman believe him without letting her take advantage of him in the slightest, as he put it himself.
Even giving her a single cent felt like too much.
Qian was accompanying Big Sister-in-law at the club for a neck-and-shoulder massage, as if nothing had happened.
When the massage was almost done, Qian waved the therapist out. Big Sister-in-law was lying face down on a bed strewn with flower petals, eyes half closed, with no visible change in her expression— even the space between her brows was relaxed.
