To him, Wu Ningshuang was really just a stranger with whom he shared blood relations.
Very soon, Li Zhiyan arrived at Rongsheng Hotel.
Upon arrival, he saw Li Jinfeng's Rolls-Royce.
In the city center of the Magic Capital, this car might not be considered too rare.
But in Wancheng, such a Rolls-Royce was truly a rare luxury car.
"This woman is already here, huh."
By the window of the private room, Li Jinfeng also saw Li Zhiyan.
Seeing Li Zhiyan walking towards the upstairs, that feeling of humiliation spread unwittingly in Li Jinfeng's heart.
This damn bastard...
Finally, it was time to negotiate with him.
Very soon, Li Zhiyan arrived at the private room.
On the dining table, there were already many delicious dishes, including the braised abalone that Li Zhiyan loved to eat.
Sitting down, Li Zhiyan looked at Li Jinfeng's pretty face.
A feeling of salivation involuntarily arose in his heart.
This woman, although a damn bitch...
