"System... What do you mean his affection is still 80, I even gave him my virginity to conquer him yet, his affection is still stuck on 80? Look at other men, I conquered them so easily, their affection skyrocketed to 100, but this man is a stubborn rock!" The woman's name was Su Qing.
She stood amidst the wreckage of a luxury hotel lobby, her designer heels sinking into the shattered glass of the front desk. Her silk robe, once a pristine white, was now stained with the dark, sticky blood of the men she had left behind, or killed.
She looked like a fallen angel, a vision of tragic beauty, if one ignored the cruel, narcissistic glint in her eyes. She, by no means looks like a woman living in an apocalypse.
"Stupid man..." She bit her nails. Her system was an affection system— she can increase the favourability of handsome men, and once the handsome value reaches above ninety she can copy their talent.
