"Alright, I will go with you." Gu Jingman took a deep breath and said coldly, "My condition is that he must be let go. This matter has nothing to do with him."
"That will not do. Since you are already here, then don't even think about going off. Moreover, when Tang Guang knows that you are with another man, his expression is going to be very interesting. It is not up to me whether he can be let go."
Zhou Chongli smiled thoughtfully and glanced at Mo Wen with a glint of mischief.
"You had better be careful with your words or else I will definitely make you regret. Let him go, I don't want to repeat a third time."
Gu Jingman swept her eyes coldly across Zhou Chongli. Her hands turned outwards slightly and two exquisite pistols suddenly appeared in her hands. The shiny silver metal flashed coldly, and two miniature Desert Eagles appeared unexpectedly.
"You…"
