Chapter 11: The Pleasure of Self-Torture

laid out.Blinding light cascaded from the ceiling-mounted chandelier onto the milky white teak flooring that shone like a mirror. The walls were adorned with paintings of plum, orchid, bamboo, and chr...Meng Mang answers somewhat vaguely. Ni Xuanyi secretly steps on him again, but he still does not react."Xuanxuan, aren't you and Big Mang not too different in age" asks another auntie."I'm three years...