Being able to strike so precisely in the dark, without leaving any way out for the target, he could hardly think of anyone other than Wen Suihan, that devil incarnate.
Even though he knew that Wen Suihan was the puppet master behind the scenes, he could not retaliate at all.
He could only be mercilessly exploited by Wen Suihan.
These days, he had nearly squandered all his money.
The wealthy women, having learned of his true nature, all left him, stripping him of his financial lifeline.
And today, Ji Meishu, who had been out of touch for a long time, suddenly called him, and he could not have been happier.
Appearing before Ji Meishu, he said affectionately, "Meishu, what brings you here?"
Under the streetlights, Ji Meishu's fiery red lips seemed to ooze seduction with her glance - Zhao Li caught on instantly and took her hand, leading her towards the alley.
Ji Meishu followed Zhao Li to his place.
