The sky that was still shining with the sun just now was completely covered by dark clouds.
Outside the gate of Qiao's villa area, the evergreen trees planted, with the gusts of cold wind, the leaves on them fell rustling.
Qiao Maoxun looked at Ye Bei blankly.
When he saw the golden key falling on Ye Bei's white hand, there was an illusion in his heart.
In front of this young man, he was like an ant. And once, this young man just saved an ant easily.
However, as the years evolved, that ant had grown a little bigger, and was now trying to do something with that young man?
How naive it was.
"Sir, I have fulfilled the promise. I have done everything you explained back then. I have never dared to forget all these years. I was only confused for a while. Please, please don't kill me."
Thud!
Qiao Maoxun knelt on the ground with an old expression, all his previous madness was defeated, and his voice was full of regret.
