Garden Street, this was Wu Min's territory. Zhang Ziwen didn't drive into the No. 2 compound, and parked his car on the roadside instead to watch Wu Min's smug expression as she got out of the car, guessing that she was in a pretty good mood tonight. It made Zhang Ziwen's teeth itch with frustration. That girl was so ruthless! When she did him a favor, this was definitely not the price he had expected to be gouged. That French meal had cost him a fortune - over 3,000! Dammit! Did this brat have any humanity left in her? He was essentially broke for the month, having spent nearly 24,000 on gifts for He Li and Tang Shu, splurging grandly on cigarettes and alcohol for himself. His salary, along with his hazard pay, was pretty much all gone. Now, he was back to square one, staring at her sassy silhouette vanishing into the building. Zhang Ziwen threw out a curse under his breath, "You succubus."