For a few years, Tang Xi's crush on Ling Hui had been fruitless and he had found out that she liked Ling Motian instead. Because of that, he had been depressed for a period of time.
He was really good at playing and was generous to women.
It was not that he did not try to forget Ling Hui and start a new life.
He had dated many different types of women, but he would lose interest every time it developed to the stage of having sex.
He had no desire toward those exquisite and beautiful faces.
He had tried taking aphrodisiacs but the woman in his mind was still Ling Hui.
He had seen a psychiatrist but it had been useless.
He was indeed possessed by Ling Hui.
He only liked her, only wanted her, and only wanted to sleep with her.
The young men who played with him thought that he had slept with many women, but in fact, he had never touched a single one of them.
Every time they broke up, he would give them a sum of money.
