The villa, Qin Qingyan appeared somewhat dazed.
She had been married to Luo Qingtian for ten years.
Their relationship was not deep.
Their families had only united for mutual benefits.
Merely to have a child, to further bind the interests of both families.
Qin Qingyan didn't have much feeling about this.
Perhaps it was her cold nature that made Luo Qingtian find it uninteresting.
Qin Qingyan had never fantasized about anything else.
The two of them only spent seven or eight days together a year.
Meeting once every two months was already frequent.
Perhaps it was because Luo Qingtian almost always strove only to achieve an objective.
She also didn't feel much about these matters.
Thus, she didn't understand why some men would go to brothels.
Did such things really excite men?
Why would she fantasize about this feeling?
Now, under the onslaught of emotions.
In Qin Qingyan's mind, the images of Chen Che and Luo Qingtian intertwined.
