Horizontal growth?
Isn't that just getting fat?
No matter where this woman came from, there was one word she would absolutely detest: fat.
Nian Shutong's lips curved upwards at the corners, and the mole under her right eye, bewitchingly charming, shimmered with an unknown light as she looked towards Rubble.
Rubble felt a chill physically. What was going on? Rubble shouldn't be feeling cold.
"Rubble—"
The tender call of "Rubble" made even Fu Yunhe, who was watching the excitement, shiver uncomfortably, and due to the residual glance from Nian Shutong, he straightened his posture.
The scene wasn't as enjoyable as anticipated.
Rubble's survival radar immediately went online, but malfunctioned slightly, sending out a message.
"Ms. Nian Shutong, Rubble has run out of money."
Rubble's declaration of having no money twisted the gentle look in Nian Shutong's eyes somewhat.
Out of money again!
She was so heartbroken that bullying Rubble lost its appeal.
