"Chu Lui." Both hands shook tightly, and both eyes contained cruelty and ruthlessness—something familiar to them both. At that instance, they became demons, ready to tear their prey apart.
However, no one knew that the next time they would meet, they would realize that actually…
"It's my treat this time." The guy turned back and drank a few cups of alcohol. Chu Lui said a word of thanks, but he still took some money from his wallet and placed it on the counter.
The man swept up the notes on the table and smiled. The smile was that of an angel but was dark like that of a demon.
Yes, the best way to destroy a woman is not through her body, nor through her heart, but her soul.
He gulped down another cup of alcohol. He wasn't drunk; rather, he was sobering up.
Chu Lui walked out and stood outside the building. Bright colors from the bar had illuminated him. His sullen face showed an unfathomable expression as always.
