Recognizing the kiss mark left by someone, she clenched her teeth in anger.
"Bastard!"
...
...
At the dining table, Huangfu Jue sneezed loudly.
Across from him, Gan Tang looked up with concern.
"Uncle Huangfu, do you have a cold?"
"No," the man curved his lips into a smile, "Does your foot still hurt?"
The little guy shook his head gently and, upon seeing Will holding a newspaper and walking in, immediately greeted him politely.
"Uncle Will, good morning!"
"Morning!"
Will returned his smile and respectfully bent down to place the newspaper beside Huangfu Jue.
"Sir, this is today's morning paper."
The B City morning paper, the front page headline.
"Imperial Nightclub closed down, nightclub owner Zhang Xiaoqi found dead"
Accompanying it was a photo that captured the sealed Imperial Nightclub and the charred remains of a car wreck.
Simple text accompanied the photo.
