Capítulo 148: Chapter 148

South City, the top floor of Dingfeng Building.

Behind the bulletproof glass window stood a tall man.

The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, which were unusually deep-set. His eyes were not the usual deep brown or black of Asian people, but rather, a muddy blue.

The irises were extremely small, giving a feeling of intense oppression when he stared at someone, making them instinctively avoid his gaze.

His left hand was in his trouser pocket, and his right hand held an expensive cigar.

Smoke billowed up lazily from the burning cigar.

A soft footstep rang out, a pair of fair feet stepping on the long-haired carpet, approaching him.

The woman was thin, wearing a black qipao whose hem was slit almost up to her thigh. She knelt at his side, using a small brush to sweep up the cigar ashes that had fallen at his feet.

She exuded the heat of having just bathed, her lingering warmth mixed with intoxicating fragrance wafted into the man's nostrils.