Qi Shaoze did not receive a response.
He picked up the cup of coffee that Gu Qingcheng had drunk earlier and took a sip.
"Yes, the coffee is quite good."
He raised his eyebrows and continued to talk to himself.
"You're quite good at tailing people, but you don't dare to enter the private room with my queen."
As soon as he said that, a sharp chill froze his nerves as if something was about to tear him apart at any moment.
He was in a black suit and had a tall figure. His handsome, well-defined face was as cold as frost. His long and slender eyes were filled with monstrous rage, and his entire body reeked with killing intent.
"You're courting death!"
