Bright City Hotel, in a certain room.
Zhong Ling lay contently in a man's arms, smiling sweetly.
She had no emotional attachment to this man, she was just following Zhuo Ting's instructions, lurking by his side. But she had to admit, he gave her incredible joy, a kind of wonderful experience that a woman could hardly discard.
The man took out a cigarette. With a pop, she kindly lit it for him, then said, "I thought you had forgotten about me, it's been so long since you came to see me."
Li Zhongnan took a puff of his after-dinner cigarette and said, "Not at all, I've just been a bit busy recently."
Zhong Ling looked at him and asked, "Is that really the case?"
Li Zhongnan chuckled, "Really, I've been thinking about you every day."
Nonsense! Though being with her was very comforting, he was not short of women at the moment, and for this woman who seemed to be intentionally getting close to him, and whose background was unclear, he really didn't want to get further involved.
