Still talking about love?
I've been married for ages, okay?
What about that nonsense of a handsome, charming man who everyone loves, and cars stop for him wherever he goes and people give him a thumbs up?
Zhang Hong kept a calm facade, staring at Xu Qianli with anger simmering inside.
Oh Xu Qianli, aren't you clear about who slept with me? It was you, you bastard!
Knowing full well I have a husband, you still did it with me. It was so intense that I felt sore for days afterward. You're such a jerk.
Just thinking about it now, Zhang Hong still feels a lingering pain. It's incredibly uncomfortable, and her gaze harbors a trace of anger.
Others can't see it, but Xu Qianli can see it clearly, with a smug smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
This mature, alluring beauty was quite delightful. He remembers that crazy time vividly and wants to relive it.
