Li Yuan let out a dramatic sigh, as he led her to the sofa in his office and then said with sham sincerity, in his deep masculine voice "I am really sorry Lu Xinyi. I never thought this will be how my meeting with the woman who haunts my dream will be like. I promise to make it up to you."
Lei Xinyi felt scared of the man in front of her. His decency was creepy.
The man was the slayer of hundreds and a cold-blooded murderer. She had seen this man crave bloodlust.
Those who stood against him dreaded the day they were born.
He was too much like Yu Youhan. But Lei Xinyi had only seen Yu Youhan once face to face from afar but here she was in the arms of a beast, who could kill her with his bare hands.
Every passing second was scaring Lei Xinyi.
