After another deeply intimate encounter with Wang Manchun, the next morning, the woman got up early for work, her cheeks rosy but unable to hide her exhaustion.
She said they needed to think of a new way to lure the Red Party into making a mistake, and that her period was really coming this time, within the next couple of days. They really would have to wait a week before seeing each other again.
His medical skills were useful for treating illnesses and saving lives. More importantly, they protected himself. It could not be helped—his relationships were rather complicated, and the women's relationships were equally complicated. With all that mess, it was easy to catch something. No matter the infectious disease, his medical skills allowed him to determine at once whether a woman was healthy, and thus decide whether to take her to bed.
As for whether someone was supposedly clean or unclean, there was no need to discuss it at all. They were all fleeting affairs anyway, and his heart was filthy enough. Three words: he did not care. Besides, once this trip to this world was over and he returned, he would have access to purification services. His body would be clean inside and out—though the filth in his heart was something that would never change.
"Seeking Zhang Laosan: Your second uncle has come to stay with you. Come quickly to Friendship Hotel outside North Station. Your second uncle is waiting!"
After spending another carefree day, on Tuesday morning, Wang Yan sat down for his usual lavish breakfast at a breakfast shop and flipped through the huge stack of newspapers his men had bought. As expected, he found the message he wanted in Fen Daily.
He spent another day following his usual routine. That night, he naturally stayed