He straightened up, somewhat puzzled by the move he had subconsciously just made. Looking at Meng Xi'er, he decided to call a woman over to spend the night with him.
Perhaps it was due to a long period of unfulfilled desires.
He thought indifferently.
He paid no attention to the fleeting feeling of sympathy that had crossed his mind.
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Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
When the cruise ship docked at the port, Meng Xi'er, standing by the window and looking down at the land, felt a bit lost.
This was Gu Huai'an's territory, an island on the sea. He said that once the situation was handled, she would be let go.
Sixty percent of the world's drug supply originated from this island.
At this point, she was surprisingly not in a hurry to leave. When the only thought from the past had been fulfilled, Meng Xi'er found that she didn't know what to do next.
She had no family, no home, no friends, and even no future.
