Capital City in November was already filled with a thick chill in the night air. Qi Xinrou stepped out of the fiery red sports car in her high heels, all smiles as she pushed away the car's owner, a young man with a somewhat delicate appearance, who was embracing her.
"I'll come up with you," the young man said, circling his arms around Qi Xinrou's waist, and bent down impatiently to kiss her lips.
"That won't do, my parents are also upstairs today," Qi Xinrou said with a sweet smile, pushing him away without a blink of an eye as she lied.
"Then don't go back, come to my place instead," the young man's downcast eyes flashed with irritation. This woman was too greedy, he thought; despite all the money he had thrown at her, he hadn't managed to gain any advantage.
