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
