From the moment Gu Chu appeared, the tense atmosphere between the father and son was suddenly extinguished.
Cheng Yuanyuan still had that affable look on his face. "Haha, Chu-Chu, if you like this place, you can come here often. Grandpa Cheng has already made the arrangements. I'll send you two back to the capital tomorrow morning."
Gu Chu looked like she was very reluctant to leave the island, so she sat down beside Cheng Qi.
But in her heart, she thought, tomorrow?
It seemed that the battle would take place tonight.
Cheng Yuanyuan looked at Cheng Qi, his words implying something. son, you're leaving tomorrow. You'd better give your father a reply today. If Cheng Qi did not agree to join Cheng Yuanyuan's cultural relic smuggling industry, Cheng Yuanyuan would not hesitate to lay his hands on the cute little Gu Chu.
If the innocent and cute little Gu Chu lost an arm, he would probably cry his heart out.
Cheng Qi's expression was very ugly.
