Ye Zheng was momentarily stunned, turned his gaze aside, and saw the woman's handsome and uninhibited side profile, then turned back, "No, I don't smoke."
"Huh." The woman let out a cold chuckle, "You, Ye Zheng, have two vices you can never quit in your life: cigarettes and women. So, when did you change your habits?"
Ye Zheng: "..."
He didn't think this woman named Phoenix understood him much; after all, the four families in H City had intertwined interests, essentially like vines winding around each other.
"No." The man smiled lightly, "I'm just afraid of dying, so I quit."
Indeed, he was afraid of dying.
Because he had died once, but the heavens had given him another chance at life, except... in this world, there was no longer "Yuan Yumeng."
Phoenix's lips curved upwards, "Heh, well then, forget it."
This artificially relaxed tone made Ye Zheng glance at her; he had to admit this woman was unlike any other woman he had encountered before.
