She stood at the entrance of the banquet hall with Gong Heng, waiting for the car to arrive.
Suddenly, Gong Heng's gaze sharpened, and his massive figure swiftly moved in front of her; the next moment, she thought she heard his muffled groan. She opened her eyes with some confusion, only to see his cold, merciless gaze. She had never seen such an absence of warmth in his eyes, such iciness, and immediately sensed that something had happened.
The people waiting with them suddenly became a chaotic mess.
"There's gunfire!"
"Ah..."
"Run!"
Only Gong Heng, holding her, forced her into the corner with his towering body firmly trapping her small frame.
Then Jing Huan rushed out in a hurry, directly approaching Gong Heng, "How is it?"
Gong Heng's eyes were cold as ice, "At three o'clock, find that person for me!"
"Someone's already on it. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
