"!!!"
Looking at the anger on that fat lady's face, Hong Tao bitterly smiled and said, "Wife, don't you know if I'm straight or not?"
"That Xiao Ye is a promising young talent, I admire and want to bring him over, so I had someone find out his preferences to tailor our approach."
The fat lady was skeptical, "Really?"
Hong Tao nodded, "Yes, truer than true gold!"
The three-hundred-pound fat lady snorted and pounced on him, "Who knows if you've turned or not, I need to verify it myself."
Hong Tao's face darkened, full of resistance.
This woman contracted a strange illness a hundred years ago, incurable, and her weight gradually increased from one hundred pounds to over three hundred pounds now, appearing like a meatball.
The reason he was interested in Liu Ya, a stunning beauty, was exactly because this meatball failed to arouse his interest.
If it weren't for this fat lady being the daughter of a Supreme, he would have kicked her out long ago.
