Wen Suihan emerged from the hospital, just as a light drizzle began to fall.
The long winter had finally passed, and the peach blossoms within the hospital's confines were in bloom.
He took in a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, a trace of fierceness flashing across his eyes.
Since Wang Shun had left Xie Yundu to clean up the mess, it was time he paid a visit to Zhao Li.
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Zhao Li, intoxicated with success, staggered out of a nightclub, reeking of alcohol.
This time of day was usually his most active period, as he had to deal with those old women during daylight.
Only at night could he have as many fresh-faced models as he wanted in the nightclub, as long as his pockets were filled with money.
In recent years, he had made quite a profit. He no longer regularly clocked in at the law firm, yet his earnings didn't decrease; the wealthy ladies were always very generous.
Arriving at his car, he belched from the liquor and clambered in.
