"You're despicable, Li Shaoling!" Ji Weixi's face turned bright red as she punched him, albeit gently.
He was only too happy to hug her. "I'm your man no matter how despicable I am."
Nonsense! Hmph!
The car was pungent with the scent of love.
Suddenly, someone knocked on it.
Thud-thud-thud!
Ji Weixi froze and looked up to find an old woman pasting her face on the car window and trying her best to peek inside.
Woah!
Ji Weixi slid into Li Shaoling's arms by instinct, while he pulled a long face while he rolled down the window.
However, before he could get a word in, the old woman had thrown a flyer inside.
The two of them were speechless: printed on the flyer was a seedy sort of commercial…
***
The gambling den in Ocean City was a three-storied building.
