C57 Understand her heart and take her away

At night, in the same luxurious private room, Han Qizheng leaned against the sofa with his slightly drunk eyes and a faint smile. The woman with heavy makeup next to him snuggled tightly in his embrace.

The strong smell of low-grade perfume made Han Qizheng feel nauseous. He angrily pushed the woman away and took out a stack of new copies from his wallet and threw it on the tea table beside her