So, she could cast aside all propriety, integrity, humility, and shame.
She didn't care about the judgement of the world; she only cared about the life and death of her mother.
"...Okay," she heard herself agree, and also heard the satisfied laughter of the man on the other end of the line.
She hung up the phone, her face was calm, but her hands were trembling.
Oddly, even though it was the end of a sunny spring, she felt as cold as winter. Chen Zhi quickly zipped up her coat and hurried to the bus stop.
At eight o'clock in the evening, she arrived at 'Shenghuang' as promised, Z City's largest entertainment city, a paradise for the wealthy.
Following a waiter into the VIP room, several men and women were already seated inside. Among them, the man sitting alone on a set of sofas was Si Ye.
"Come here," he saw her and gestured slightly with his hand.
