C142 He Wanted Five Million Yuan

In a room infused with a woman's touch, Luo Ao reclined on the bed, cradling a glamorously made-up woman in his arms.

"Brother Luo, are you really going to divorce her and marry me?"

"Of course," Luo Ao replied. "Who else would I marry but you? I'm sick of Lee Xinlan. She's got nothing on you—you're fun and... playful." He squeezed her face affectionately as he spoke