A night passed, and the three women slept contentedly.
Chu Dazhuang's mood had also slowly improved. He was lying on the bed, savoring the moment, but the image of Aunt Shu Hui kept intermittently appearing in his mind, unable to be dispelled.
By his side, Liu Feifei and Sun Qian had already left the room, leaving only Sun Yulan fast asleep. Sun Yulan had been somewhat frustrated by her unfulfilled desires, but after being satisfied by Chu Dazhuang, she no longer felt as needy. Instead, she wished for Chu Dazhuang to find more women to share her own desires.
Chu Dazhuang rested his head on his arm, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, still thinking about Nicholas.
Nicholas had too powerful of a backing. It was essential for him to seek revenge, but the question was, how?
Go straight up and chop Nicholas down?
