Hongyang's heart, once again, surged with the wish to kill Liu Zhizhong.
"You damn mongrel, what shitty idea did you come up with? You want to play the good guy, do charity, then go ahead, fuck off to your mother, but why the hell do you have to drag me into this?
Hongyang had poured in several million over the death of that female college student, and it was only now with the book and film rights that he started making a substantial return. But now, his little aunt wants to light a fire!
His heart was struggling, tormented, and angry. But what he didn't expect was that Zhizhong had already whispered something into Yue Xing's ear and even gave a lick and kiss to the edge of her ear and side of her face.
Yuxing felt all tingly, and despite herself, couldn't help but bashfully and coquettishly punch Zhizhong in the chest, her eyes saying: You are so bad, so cruel!
