Zhang Ya'Er got out of the car, walked with feline grace in high heels, and went straight to a bench under the streetlamp.
Sitting on the bench, her long, white, beautiful legs crossed, Zhang Ya'Er took out a box of lady's cigarettes from her bag and started smoking leisurely.
As she puffed clouds of smoke, Zhang Ya'Er watched Huang He's BMW, lost in thought.
While she was sitting in the car earlier, the thought flashed through her mind: Kill Huang He!
But reason eventually overpowered that sudden notion, resulting in Huang He's transformation into a eunuch.
Huang He had become a eunuch, an undeniable fact. A fruit knife piercing through his crotch, spilling blood all over the car—no sophisticated surgery could fix it, for that thing can bend and stretch as it pleases...
Thinking about it, Zhang Ya'Er felt even better.
Zhang Ya'Er wasn't a reckless person; everything she did carried significance for herself.
