"Damn, Lan Xin totally burned bridges after crossing the river. That's just cruel. I'll remember this, next time I'll make sure you regret it."
Watching the BMW leave in the distance, then looking at the ten yuan in his hand, Lu Tianxing felt the urge to vomit blood. Ten yuan, what the hell is ten yuan good for? If this were the '80s, ten yuan might have been a lot of money, but now it can't even buy a decent pack of smokes."
"This girl really has a dark heart, whatever, I'll just chalk this one up to bad luck. Next time she asks for my help, I won't let her off easy without charging her a hefty sum."
Casually pocketing the ten yuan, Lu Tianxing shook his head and walked out of the hotel casually, enjoying the colorful neon lights around him. Just as he was about to hail a cab, he heard a sharp screech of brakes as a police car stopped right beside him.
