It was fear after the realization. It was murder. She didn't want to think about it. The moment she thought about it, the scene of that day appeared before her eyes.
Ming Xiu leaned against the car and lit a cigarette. He took a deep puff and looked at Huo qingge, who was sitting on the ground with her arms around her knees.
His cold eyes were filled with an unknown dark light.
"My assassination target is not only li beixiao, but you too. Get in the car."
Throwing away the cigarette in his hand, he snuffed it out with his shoe, opened the car door, and let Huo qingge in.
Huo qingge tried to prop herself up, but to no avail.
Ming Xiu immediately bent down and picked her up. Amidst Huo qingge's cries of surprise, he threw her onto the passenger seat.
Huo qingge glared at Ming Xiu in anger, but in the end, she didn't say anything.
