As expected, she saw traces of infatuation in the man's eyes.
This man had taken the bait. She felt a surge of triumph, though her expression remained pitifully delicate.
"My boyfriend betrayed me. Why? Am I not good enough?"
"No, you're perfect. Don't belittle yourself. To me, you're the most beautiful woman…"
The man lifted one of her hands and lowered his head to place a soft kiss on the back of it.
That kiss was as light as a feather, tender to the extreme, yet Mei Qingdai's heart was suddenly engulfed as if by an avalanche, utterly shattered.
In the man's gentle and lingering gaze, she allowed herself to lose control, willingly sinking deeper into indulgence.
Meanwhile, on the other side of things, Yu Fuce was indulging himself in the grandest pleasure den of Siland.
By day, he dominated the casinos; by night, beauties surrounded him. It was as though he were so carefree, so lost in revelry, that he'd forgotten what day it was.
