C725 Night Attack

The question cut right to the core.

The woman, with a mocking glance at the ostentatious Ferrari parked outside, scoffed,

"He's only after Brother Loong's money, isn't he? Your type is all too familiar to me!"

Zhang Loong cringed internally, feeling a wave of acute embarrassment.

She'd barely known him for a few days and already claimed to have seen it all