He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he saw a glint of undefined contempt in the girl's sharp eyes.
Tu Anliang was perplexed, and a sense of guard began to rise within him.
Having been involved in the underworld for so long, certain hidden dangers could trigger a subconscious alert.
Though he was a womanizer, he never risked his life for the sake of women.
At that moment, Tu Anliang looked deeply at Li Qiao and gestured for his bodyguards to step aside with a wave of his hand.
He stepped up the stairs slowly, standing still before Li Qiao under the dimly lit surroundings.
Just as Tu Anliang was about to speak, the woman with him, unwilling to be neglected, clacked over in her high heels, "Brother Liang~ where are you going?"
In that instant, Li Qiao lowered her gaze to cover her eyelids, forcibly suppressing the desire to lash out.
Because Tu Anliang had a pair of tiger eyes that resembled Uncle Zhong the Ninth by seventy percent.
