Zhou Wudie turned her head, gave Li Xiaoqiang a flirtatious smile, and said, "You're so smart, you better wash up and get ready to be taken advantage of by me."
Li Xiaoqiang, with a cigarette in his mouth, walked towards the living room and said, "Luckily it's me, Li Xiaoqiang, who knows you. If it were someone else, they'd probably be scared out of their wits by you."
Before long, it was just Li Xiaoqiang and Zhou Wudie in the dining room. At the dining table, Li Xiaoqiang and Zhou Wudie sat facing each other. Zhou Wudie raised a glass of red wine, stared at Li Xiaoqiang, and said, "My dear Mr. Li, come, I, the sorrowful empress, offer you a toast."
Li Xiaoqiang clinked his glass against the void, smiling and said, "Alright, then this emperor shall approve."
