Di Tianjiao drove the car, her face filled with excitement and a smile.
She had no idea she was stepping into a death trap.
The smart, calm CEO was nowhere to be seen.
The Di Tianjiao of now was like a person dazed by love, completely lacking her usual composure.
There was no helping it, Xiao Chen was her Achilles' heel.
And now, others had seized her Achilles' heel.
On the other end of the phone, there was a private club.
Inside the club, a man put down his phone and sneered, "I never thought such a trick could fool Di Tianjiao, what a surprise!"
He had merely used a commonly available voice changer on the phone, speaking with the analysed voice of Xiao Chen.
It was just a trial, yet who would have thought Di Tianjiao would really fall for it.
"A woman in love has an IQ of zero."
Another person shook his head and asked, "When you lure her over, what are you planning to do?"
"Kill!"
