Taotie Is Hungry

The rich playboy offered to treat me to dinner. Under his guidance, I ordered a lavish feast for ten: king crab, lobster, precious French caviar, the works. Then he gave me a malicious smile. “Baby, if you can’t finish all this, you’ll have to pay for it yourself, you know.” He thought I didn’t know about the livestream camera on his chest, where the chat was flooding with mockery aimed at me. “Shocked now, aren’t ya? This meal costs 680,000 yuan total. Where’s a broke girl like you gonna find that kind of money?” “Did you see how greedy she looked when she ordered? I’m dying laughing.” “Did she really think it’d be that easy to take advantage of a rich guy?” “Gold Digger Hunting Squad scores again! Bros, share the stream so we can enjoy the show!” In the spotlight of the livestream, I didn’t panic like they imagined. I simply picked up my knife and fork, flashed a pair of playful little fangs, and smiled. Hunting? As an ancient beast famed for its appetite, I’ve always been fond of a certain human saying. The most skilled hunters often appear as prey.