"Die? Why would I die?"
Having removed his sunglasses and tossed them to the bodyguard behind him, the young man seemed to have heard something amusing, a smug laughter spread across his face.
Yet that laughter was so piercing, it sent chills down the spine.
"Qin Haokun, you will not die a good death."
Spitting out the words sharply, Qin Yuji's eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred.
If that stab hadn't missed its mark, Qin Haokun would have been a wraith in hell long ago. How could he stand so arrogantly before her like he was now?
At this moment, Qin Yuji felt an unprecedented regret.
The man before her was the son of Qin Zhongsong and Liu Huiru, the biological brother of Qin Yuyan, Qin Haokun.
Three years ago, after the summer vacation, Qin Yuji returned to the Qin family to stay for one night, but it was that very night that solidified her determination to leave the Qin family as soon as possible.
