Finally, Li Wan Ning moved, but she did not go out.
A corner of the sofa.
"Young Master Zhan, let's have a drink." The woman's voice was so charming that it made people's bones go numb. She had magenta nails, a deep V dress, and was holding a glass of red wine. She was about to touch the body of the man next to her.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
