A pleasant female voice rang out, and Chen Dashan's whole body trembled. This voice was all too familiar to him; it was the voice of his college girlfriend, Liu Lili.
Chen Dashan looked up. The door of the private room opened, and a tall woman wearing a white shirt with a red vest dress stepped inside.
Her figure was curvaceous, with striking curves.
The light illuminated her face, which was oval-shaped, with well-defined features, making her an undisputed beauty.
Her long legs were covered in black silk stockings, exuding a mysterious allure.
The familiar face instantly ignited a surge of fury in Chen Dashan, his entire body stiffening with tension.
Everything from three years ago was vivid in his mind—betrayed by Liu Lili, eyes burned blind and legs broken by Zhao Qiqiang. The crushing fear, despair, and hatred of that time made Chen Dashan's fists clench tightly as he recalled it all.
