"What kind of company did you start? What industry is it in?"
The time was a little after eight in the evening. The place, a bedroom.
Chen Jinyu had just showered and changed into her sleepwear. Full of allure, she watched Lin Chu as he sat on the edge of the bed, smoking.
A woman, fulfilled, is like a flower after the rain—relaxed in body and mind, overflowing with affection.
Lin Chu exhaled a long plume of smoke. "Don't ask. Knowing too much won't do you any good."
She faltered for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked Lin Chu's face. "Feeling the pressure?"
"Pressure, my ass. It's no big deal."
Lin Chu said casually, stubbing out his cigarette. "Gotta go. I've got another gathering tonight."
Chen Jinyu hesitated, then said softly, "If... if you need money, just tell me. I have a little. It's not much, but I've got several hundred thousand."
