Shaken to the core

In the luxurious private room of the high-end club, a man sat leisurely over the couch. Dressed in formal business attire, his long arm rested over the armrest while his other hand held onto an exquisite vine glass. His cool gaze was fixed at the two persons who had just entered the room. Through his icy expressions, he looked akin to a devil ready to pass his ruthless judgment at the two intruders. There was something very intense in is aura. Something unable to be comprehended in words.

"Li Zhiqiang!" Jing Lihua immediately rushed to the Devil's side and pounced at him, engulfing him into her big bear hug.

She had always been so. After an interval of separation from him, she had never been able to calm down her emotions and would jump into his arms with no reserve.