The waiter took the order and left.
On the corridor, Jiang Che irritably pushed open the window to let the night breeze in.
"Brother Jiang Che."
The woman's soft, boneless arms wrapped around Jiang Che's toned waist from behind.
Lu Sirong leaned intimately against his shoulder, exhaling like orchids, "Now you must believe that my sister truly has changed her heart. After all, she and Mr. Yu had been married for so many years, and their relationship was very strong."
"Sirong, you're right, that bitch has long since changed her heart!"
Jiang Che, remembering the humiliation he had suffered at the banquet, narrowed his eyes dangerously, "I won't let her gloat for long. The humiliation of tonight, I will make sure she repays it twofold someday."
Having said that, he clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the window frame, creating a loud bang.
