Lin Zhenghui, though he came from a humble farming background, was not anyone's fall guy, especially not for the kind of woman who was opportunistic and materialistic.
So when Huang Mengqin approached Lin Zhenghui,
by that time, Lin Zhenghui and his companions had already finished soaking in the artificial hot springs, and were at the coffee station in front of the service desk, tasting the top-quality imported Kopi Luwak that the housekeeper had prepared for them.
Besides coffee, there were also top-quality aged teas and fine liquors.
They nibbled on snacks, enjoyed their drinks, engaged in casual conversations, and discussed business and projects.
They were accompanied by beautiful women dressed in provocative fashion, a glance at whom filled one's eyes with a sense of happiness.
"Lin Zhenghui, can we get back together or not?" Huang Mengqin pleaded with her face covered in handprints, appealing to the handsome and composed Lin Zhenghui.
