10

The last time I saw Jiang Li was at the bar where we first met.

Because Xu Qian kept saying she wanted to check out that bar, she used all sorts of tricks like whining and acting cute.

I couldn't resist her, so I had to take her there.

As soon as we sat down in a corner of the bar, Xu Qian grabbed my hand and asked, "Brother Zisheng, isn't that woman Jiang Li?"

I looked in the direction she was pointing, and it really was.

Jiang Li was dressed in cheap, revealing clothes, and the heavy makeup on her face couldn't hide her aging features.

She was bent over pouring drinks for a group of men, one of whom reached out to touch her thigh. She didn't resist and even leaned her body towards him.

Sure enough, the next second, that man pulled her onto his lap and started groping her.

Jiang Li seemed used to such actions, perhaps even a bit enjoying them.

Seeing Jiang Li like this, the last bit of discomfort in my heart disappeared.

"Lu Zisheng, do you feel sorry for her?"