She laughed radiantly, "Mmm."
Not until the man had left and the door to the entranceway was closed did Luo Qiangwei's smile gradually fade away, until it disappeared completely.
Turning to go upstairs and back to the bedroom, she picked up her phone and dialed a number.
"Huangnian, the time has been set... I'll send you the address."
"Mmm, okay, see you tonight. Be careful, after all, you haven't fully recovered."
After putting down her phone, Luo Qiangwei turned her head to look out the window at the sunlight-enshrouded sky, her eyes filled with an indiscernible darkness.
There wasn't a sound in the bedroom.
Only the woman's low voice rose and then fell heavily.
"Mo Shiche... you won't be able to stand it, will you?"
...
Sheng Miao was surprised that Mo Shiche would take the initiative to contact her again.
The assistant drove directly to her apartment to pick her up.
The sedan stopped at a quiet teahouse.
