Xingyang 2
When Wu Yang woke up the next day, she saw an unfamiliar ceiling. Momentarily disoriented, she suddenly sat up and felt herself all over before heaving a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, her clothes were her own.
This wasn't her place. Wu Yang walked around and noticed a photo on the coffee table, featuring none other than Zhizhi and Chu Xinghe.
Was this Chu Xinghe's residence?
Just as Wu Yang was pondering, she suddenly heard some noise behind her.
Turning her head, she was confronted with a man wearing no shirt, wielding a baseball bat in his hand, and looking decidedly unfriendly, as if he were a gangster.
At that moment, Chu Xinghe's muscles were taut, his body well-defined like a fine piece of art, his wheatish skin under the early sun looking extremely healthy.
It was just a pity his expression was so forbidding that he didn't seem like a good person at all.
