C1058 A Success Is a Loss Is a Loss

At night, in the capital, lights were flickering.

Hsiang Zhuang, who had never been close to a woman before, suddenly reached out and hugged the middle-aged Xu Niang. Then, he soared into the sky like an eagle and disappeared into the desolate street.

In one room, there was a large soft bed with a red veil covering it. Hsiang Zhuang felt uneasy.

All these years