Jiang Chen swore that if he ever rose to a position of power and wealth, he would make Xia Xiaoyue call out whatever number masseuse he wanted, have her change into black silk stockings, white silk stockings, sheer nude stockings, crystal silk stockings, fishnets, nude-toned stockings, horse-oil-infused stockings, lace stockings...
The more Jiang Chen talked, the more excited he became, as if he could already see Xia Xiaoyue wearing silk stockings and carrying a foot-soaking bucket as she walked over to him, her voice gentle: "Technician Number 98 at your service."
Xia Xiaoyue stood quietly, her gaze locked firmly on Jiang Chen not far away. He was grinning foolishly at the empty air, a smile so bright it felt as though it could illuminate the entire world.
Chapter 61