He surely would, right?
Qin Lang was a contradiction. On one hand, he didn't want Gu Yuying to have it easy, but on the other hand, he really didn't want to harm the child.
However, he felt he was the devil himself, that he shouldn't be so kind, that he should torment them ruthlessly.
Luo Qingli slowly opened her eyes, feeling a throbbing headache, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings. Where was she?
Struggling to sit up, she walked to the door, tried to open it, only to discover it was locked from outside and she couldn't get out unless someone opened it from the outside.
"Mrs. Gu, we meet again," Qin Lang strode in from the balcony. "Why so surprised? We're practically old friends. Why do you still seem so hostile to me?"
"Qin Lang, it's you again? What are you doing here?" Luo Qingli rubbed her throbbing forehead, trying to comprehend what was happening.
