'Sheng Qianxia, you sure have the guts!'
'In this world, you're the only one who dares to play me like this. There's no second person!'
'I must have been crazy to let you trample over me time and again!'
Gong Beiyao walked down the stairs, out of the hall, out of the garden, the servants all made way, not daring to make a sound.
At this moment, the chilling aura emanating from him was more terrifying than the Rakshasa from hell.
Soon, he got into a luxury car and slammed down on the accelerator.
The car instantly sped off, the scenery furiously retreating, he just wanted to leave everything behind! Desperately trying to discard all thoughts of Sheng Qianxia from his mind.
Isn't she just a woman?
Gong Beiyao, what woman can't you have?
You don't even need to lift a finger, the women queuing to date you could circle the Earth twice.
Do you have no pride at all? Why on earth must you hang yourself on this one tree called Sheng Qianxia?
Why must it be her, to the death!
