Gu Xinyue's eyes, undisguised in their malevolence, glared fiercely as her young face twisted. "Mister Ming, I will complete the task."
Finally.
The lowlife who had suppressed her since childhood was going to disappear forever.
Mister Ming snorted coldly, turned, and walked away, leaving behind several men in black, emitting an intimidating aura and a faint smell of blood.
Gu Xinyue nodded in satisfaction, "You guys hide here for now. I'll lure her over."
Suddenly, a yacht approached from not far off, its dazzling lights shining over.
The men in black immediately hid themselves.
Gu Xinyue stood still, looking up.
On the yacht, the tall and slender figure of a man came into view.
Moonlight glistened on his sculpted face. His straight nose appeared even sharper under the light, his obsidian eyes seemed like bottomless cold ponds, and his lips were pressed together thinly.
Lu Yancheng.......
