Chapter 85: Roses and Bruises

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Zhou Wang, sitting back on the sofa, lit a cigarette with an eight-dollar metal lighter and silently watched Xu Wenqian, who was still dazed on the floor.

It felt more like a silent film, and he was the only audience.

He was witnessing a girl's silent breakdown.

After Zhou Wang straightforwardly shattered her last strand of hope, Xu Wenqian lost all signs of movement.

She didn't cry or make a fuss, just sat there mechanically like a puppet.

Actually, Zhou Wang didn't fully know the story between her and her boyfriend, but he could infer a lot from Xu Wenqian's few words.

Apparently, Xu Wenqian didn't know her boyfriend's real income, and most of the money he hid went into the pockets of club hostesses.

What puzzled Zhou Wang was how those hostesses couldn't possibly compare to Xu Wenqian in looks?

The girl arranged by Brother B for him, Xiao He, should have been ace-level at their store, but her looks were only on par with Sun Yi, a rather ordinary beauty.