The young girl vanished from the place like a wisp of light smoke.
Shi Zhongyu remained in a state of lingering agitation for a long time. Before this, he had assumed every woman in the world was just like Ding Dingdang—vulgar creatures who spent all day wrangling over husbands and fighting petty jealousy.
Otherwise, they were like the Huanhuans and Leeles he used to encounter in pleasure houses.
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