Li Hanyu gazed at the beautiful face and well-kept voluptuous body in the mirror, noticing some bruises on her chest, resembling a man's rough bite marks.
She said in a low voice:
"Son, you've always been excellent, but you have one major flaw: you always want to hold onto the greatest benefits yourself. That you're able to make a wise choice this time, I know it pains you, but I'm glad to see you've grown."
Without waiting for the person on the other end to speak, Li Hanyu continued:
"Son, mom once taught you that when fighting for survival, you can't hesitate—you must go wild!"
"Now I'll teach you another principle: when you're climbing up, don't hold onto too much. Things you can't keep should be given away early. The more you give away, the faster you climb."
Li Hanyu gently caressed the still mildly painful bite marks on her chest, pain mixed with an inexplicable pleasure, immersing her, she licked her lips and smiled:
