On a certain stretch of the Grand Canal’s riverbank, there was such a scene.
An ice-cold woman was held by a man, her back leaning against his embrace, while around them, there were black-clad bodyguards, sternly surrounding them.
A sport motorcycle slowly drove up and then stopped, the two people riding it got off.
It was clear the one riding the motorcycle was a man, he took off his helt and casually put it on the motorcycle, the other was a tall and sexy woman.
The man had a head of yellow hair, after taking off the helt, he used his fingers to casually brush his hair back, looking at the scene happening not far away, his face full of surprise.
Then, the man muttered to himself: "Wow, this brother is daring, that’s Shen Huangyi, the woman Zhou Guanqing has been thinking about for over a decade, and she’s being held in his arms. If Zhou Guanqing saw this, he might..."
At this point, he didn’t dare to imagine further.
At that mont, a voice arose: "Zhou Guanqing might go crazy."
The speaker was the tall, lanky man with a horse face driving a Porsche, the yellow-haired man gave him a glance and snorted, "Early in the morning, you’re running around doing what? Not sleeping well at ho, aren’t you afraid of dying from sleep deprivation?"
"Early to bed and early to rise, good for your health."
The horse-faced man seed to recall sothing and continued: "Moreover, compared to you, who hangs around nightclubs all day, I think you should be more cautious yourself—catching syphilis would be disgraceful for your family, wouldn’t that be hilarious?"
Yellow-haired man: "Hah! I’ve never seen such a thing in all these years. You think too much!"
The short-haired woman approached on an electric scooter, jumping off upon arrival. The yellow-haired man took a glance at her and chuckled: "Haven’t seen you in a few days, your figure is even better."
The short-haired woman gave him a sidelong glance, completely ignoring him.
At this mont, all three turned their gaze toward that side, each displaying a different expression.
The short-haired woman clicked her tongue: "That’s Fang Xiaotian as Zhu Yan ntioned, heard he’s a good fighter, but I haven’t seen his fighting skills, only his daring attitude."
The horse-faced man said: "Dare? He’s got the guts of a lion and the heart of a leopard."
The yellow-haired man shook his head, sighing: "I really envy him, actually daring to grope Shen Huangyi. He might not realize that if people saw, they’d want to kill him with a knife!"
The horse-faced man replied: "Zhou Guanqing alone is enough."
The yellow-haired man slapped his forehead, sighed: "I’ll mourn for this brother."
...
Ti seed to stand still.
Suddenly, Shen Huangyi sensed a physiological reaction from the man behind her, causing her cheeks to flush with a reddish hue. Aside from a hint of shyness, a surge of anger erupted from her heart.
Shen Huangyi gritted her teeth: "Let go!"
"Give a reason." Fang Yi replied, not planning to let go anyti soon.
With such a great opportunity, only a fool would let go.
Shen Huangyi took a deep breath, coldly replied: "Do you know you’re playing with fire by doing this?"
"I know."
"Then why aren’t you letting go? Are you seeking death?"
"There’s fire in your heart, and there’s fire in mine, you need to let extinguish it first, right?"
"Why?!"
Fang Yi slightly smiled: "Because you ignited this fire, is that reason enough?"
The gray sky gradually lightened.
More people slowly erged.
Shen Huangyi was still in a standoff with Fang Yi.
Leng Xue’s proud Shen Huangyi seed to be in such a standoff, finally slowly opened her mouth: "I apologize!"
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