You've made a lot of money in China too, it's time to go back." Ling Weihao didn't look at her, his hands jutted into his trouser pockets, looking out at the towering buildings, and said.

"You are so cruel!" Kim Puai walked behind him, a pair of slender hands coated with aromatic cardamom, like a snake wrapped around his waist from behind, said slyly.

Ling Weihao recoiled and shook off her hands that were wrapped around him. He turned around, his face dark and sullen, his eyes cold as ice as he looked at the woman in front of him and said, "I no longer have any relationship with you,...