"No, not me!"
"I designed the Liushang shirt, I didn't plagiarize anyone else!"
"Where is this? I'm so scared, big brother, Jiang Chen, where are you all?"
Lu Wenzhen's fragmented words spilled from her mouth, causing Gu Danyu's brows to furrow slightly.
She understood that the other's recent experiences had not been pleasant.
She gently patted the young girl's back and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with a towel.
Suddenly, urgent knocking sounds came from outside the door.
Gu Danyu's gaze firmed up as she slowly opened the door.
Three tall figures came into view.
Mister Zhao's gaze was sinister, and in his hand, he held a sharp knife, which exuded a chilling and cold glint.
"You're very arrogant today, aren't you, wench?"
"Stand still here and don't move, otherwise...." he raised the small knife in his hand, aiming it at the woman's face, "my knife doesn't have eyes."
Gu Danyu swept a glance at the three men at the door, "Let's talk outside."
