Keke Tao suddenly had an epiphany, it must be so! But how did she get tangled up with Sun Haoyi? Could these two people know each other? If he framed her like this, what good could he possibly get out of it?
"Little girl, stop trying so hard. Every inch of land around this villa is my domain. If you do exactly as I tell you, I won't make things difficult for you, otherwise, don't blame me for getting rough." Sun Haoyi unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his fair and smooth skin, and struck a pose as narcissistic as the one in the photo on the wall, delusionally flaunting his "charm."
"What's your relationship with Chen Youliang? Are you not afraid my husband will beat you to death for daring to kidnap Genius Keke?" Keke Tao scrambled off the couch, retreating step by step until she was cornered against the wall. She instinctively reached for her phone to call for help, but her pockets were empty, leaving her in despair.
