Don't say, but she looks so tragic and touching, with an alternative kind of allure that Liu Zhizhong finds hard to resist.
The residual drugs in his body are still in effect, but he can control himself psychologically now.
He thought for a moment, then quickly grabbed his umbrella and went back to his car to get his phone.
Huh? There were three missed calls from Zhang Hongyang on his phone.
What's so urgent with this bastard? Looks like he only started calling after I went home!
Never mind, I've got to take some photos of his wife in the buff first. In a power struggle, what use is morality and integrity? Victory is ultimately what matters!
Zhao Han lay on the bed, cleaned by Liu Zhizhong until she was spotless, her body refreshingly sweet-smelling and her skin alluringly white.
Liu Zhizhong knew she had been through a lot, suffering intense torment with overwhelming neurological stimulation, leaving her extremely exhausted; she'd probably sleep for a long time.