Inside Liu Mang's room, after a long while.
Sister Lin picked up the slender smoking pipe from the bedside table, stuffed it with tobacco, lit it up, and took a deep drag. Smoke laden with a faint scent of orchids wafted from her small mouth, spraying onto Liu Mang's face.
Liu Mang had a dreamlike sensation, everything felt so unreal.
When the smoke cleared, Liu Mang said, "I've been destroyed by you, Sister Lin."
Sister Lin laughed slyly, "Don't you like having fun with me?"
"Of course, I do," Liu Mang replied. How could he possibly not enjoy it? But with Lu Mengyao having caught them, he was in big trouble. His potential beautiful girlfriend must hate him to death now.
Liu Mang could guess how angry Lu Mengyao must be; it was very likely that everything with her was now ruined.
