In the private room, Qiang and a few of his men were sitting on the sofa, smoking. There were also a few women with heavy makeup inside. The men were smoking, drinking, and had the women in their arms. In short, the place was foul.
When Qiang saw that Ling Feier had arrived, he immediately pushed away the woman in his arms. His eyes lit up as he sized up Ling Feier's youthful and beautiful figure and face. "Feier, you're finally here. Qiang almost thought that you think that I'm out of your league."
Ling Feier tugged at the corner of her clothes. She looked at Qiang's fat belly and ugly face and wanted to vomit. She didn't like the atmosphere in the room. She despised the hooligans from the bottom of her heart.
Father Ling quickly smiled apologetically. "Qiang, how would Feier dare to think that way? She's just late from school. Feier is only 20 years old. She's still a female university student."
