At ten-thirty, Song Guanchao returned to his room.
He leaned on the headboard, tapping on the screen, responding to New Year texts one by one.
After finishing, he glanced at the time.
If Wei Li has sold him out, something might happen to him tonight.
The thought had just crossed his mind when the sound of knocking echoed.
Song Guanchao raised an eyebrow, slipped on his slippers and walked to the door. Through the peephole, he saw a tall, long-haired woman standing outside.
Another attempt at seduction; truly unoriginal.
Song Guanchao curled his lips, pulled out his phone and hid it behind the curtains, then went to open the door.
"Anything you need?" Song Guanchao looked at the woman.
Managing to find such a beauty in just a few hours, not an easy feat.
Especially during the New Year.
The woman appeared to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight, about 1.7 meters tall, with a pair of shapely legs exposed beneath a black wool coat, her calves wrapped in sexy black stockings.
