“Young master, a man like Li Xing has seen all kinds of women. I’m afraid he won’t take a fancy to me.”
Ye Zhizhou snatched a piece of paper and hurled it toward Ye Qingkong.
“There are no holes that cannot be dug in this world, just useless axes.”
“All right, I understand..”
When Ye Qingkong saw the address on the piece of paper, she realized what Ye Zhizhou meant.
Ye Zhizhou had already made up his mind and she was in no position to turn it down.
“I’ll give it a try.”
“Then go get yourself ready now.”
After then, Ye Zhihzou exited the room. As he moved away, Ye Qingkong watched wistfully. The man was unfathomable. He looks so heartless and cold-blooded.
Unknown to Ye Qingcang, Ye Zhizhou was not heartless. He had given his heart to someone who could never be his.
“Ms. Ye, this way, please.”
Ye Qingkong was escorted to a room where she saw a white dress draped across the wall.
“Ms. Ye, every man dreams of meeting his lover wearing a white, flowing dress.”
As the stylist created the image of a man’s perfect dream girl, Ye Qingkong remained still and expressionless.
She was lost in contemplation as she glanced in the mirror.
The reflection was a beautiful girl.
A delicate young lady whom one could not resist.
Her dark hair hung down on her waist.
Her face was covered in a thin layer of makeup.
While it didn’t look like she was wearing makeup, it highlighted all of her beautiful features.
“That will do.”
Ye Qingkong got into a car. The car drove up to a clubhouse. She knew that Li Xing was somewhere in the clubhouse. She sat in a private room, watching a few bald, old men stare at her lecherously. She felt nauseated all of a sudden.
In a different room, Li Xing was looking at Li Hezheng.
“Why have you asked me out to dinner tonight?”
“Can’t we just have a drink together?”
Li Hezheng had a glass of wine in his hand.
He let out a soft sigh. “I’m all alone now. My son was gone. My daughter was also gone.”
He was all alone in the world, and one day, he would be gone as well.
“I’m in the same boat as you.”, says Li Xing.
Li Xing understood what Li Hezheng was going through.
He was also all alone, wallowing in the bleak loneliness of his own thoughts. His son gave up his career for a woman. His daughter had been treating him coldly because of what his mother had done to her in the past.
Wu Tong used to be someone he could confide in, but Wu Tong had deserted him as well. Now, he was all alone.
“I’m alone now. The house feels so empty and lifeless.”
Li Hezheng’s eyes flushed as Li Xing finished talking.
“Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I feel so helpless, and I wonder why am I still here? The house is no longer a home; it’s more like a graveyard for the living.”
“But whenever I go outside, I see crowds of people, all lively and energetic. I feel even more lonely.”
Li Xing was speechless in front of Li Hezheng. He was well aware of how his friend felt because he also felt the same way. For Li Xing, it had also been a lonely time.
“Help!”
“Help!”
Li Xing overheard a woman’s cry for help just as the two men were speaking.
The voice was tugging on Li Xing’s heart like the claws of a cat. It tingled his senses and sent shivers up his spine.
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“Young master, a man like Li Xing has seen all kinds of women. I’m afraid he won’t take a fancy to me.”
Ye Zhizhou snatched a piece of paper and hurled it toward Ye Qingkong.
“There are no holes that cannot be dug in this world, just useless axes.”
“All right, I understand..”
When Ye Qingkong saw the address on the piece of paper, she realized what Ye Zhizhou meant.
Ye Zhizhou had already made up his mind and she was in no position to turn it down.
“I’ll give it a try.”
“Then go get yourself ready now.”
After then, Ye Zhihzou exited the room. As he moved away, Ye Qingkong watched wistfully. The man was unfathomable. He looks so heartless and cold-blooded.
Unknown to Ye Qingcang, Ye Zhizhou was not heartless. He had given his heart to someone who could never be his.
“Ms. Ye, this way, please.”
Ye Qingkong was escorted to a room where she saw a white dress draped across the wall.
“Ms. Ye, every man dreams of meeting his lover wearing a white, flowing dress.”
As the stylist created the image of a man’s perfect dream girl, Ye Qingkong remained still and expressionless.
She was lost in contemplation as she glanced in the mirror.
The reflection was a beautiful girl.
A delicate young lady whom one could not resist.
Her dark hair hung down on her waist.
Her face was covered in a thin layer of makeup.
While it didn’t look like she was wearing makeup, it highlighted all of her beautiful features.
“That will do.”
Ye Qingkong got into a car. The car drove up to a clubhouse. She knew that Li Xing was somewhere in the clubhouse. She sat in a private room, watching a few bald, old men stare at her lecherously. She felt nauseated all of a sudden.
In a different room, Li Xing was looking at Li Hezheng.
“Why have you asked me out to dinner tonight?”
“Can’t we just have a drink together?”
Li Hezheng had a glass of wine in his hand.
He let out a soft sigh. “I’m all alone now. My son was gone. My daughter was also gone.”
He was all alone in the world, and one day, he would be gone as well.
“I’m in the same boat as you.”, says Li Xing.
Li Xing understood what Li Hezheng was going through.
He was also all alone, wallowing in the bleak loneliness of his own thoughts. His son gave up his career for a woman. His daughter had been treating him coldly because of what his mother had done to her in the past.
Wu Tong used to be someone he could confide in, but Wu Tong had deserted him as well. Now, he was all alone.
“I’m alone now. The house feels so empty and lifeless.”
Li Hezheng’s eyes flushed as Li Xing finished talking.
“Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I feel so helpless, and I wonder why am I still here? The house is no longer a home; it’s more like a graveyard for the living.”
“But whenever I go outside, I see crowds of people, all lively and energetic. I feel even more lonely.”
Li Xing was speechless in front of Li Hezheng. He was well aware of how his friend felt because he also felt the same way. For Li Xing, it had also been a lonely time.
“Help!”
“Help!”
Li Xing overheard a woman’s cry for help just as the two men were speaking.
The voice was tugging on Li Xing’s heart like the claws of a cat. It tingled his senses and sent shivers up his spine.
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