Gu Youli and Chen junrui would never have thought of that.
There were people following them from the time they left juxiang restaurant to the time they were outside Chen junrui's apartment.
While they were arguing, in another corner, a few cracking sounds came from behind the pillar.
Someone was holding a small and exquisite camera, taking pictures of everything that had happened just now.
Then, it silently hid in a dark corner.
Everything was silent.
In the Four Seasons Villa, Yu feibai's phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.
it was the sound of a message.
yu feibai, who was reading a book, reached out for his phone and opened the message.
The contents of the letter made him frown slightly. His indifferent face instantly turned cold and gloomy, like ice and snow that could not melt.
When Gu Youli returned home, it was dark.
