In the sunless alley, Chen Qinghui was once again cornered at the wall by Gu Ningyue.
If at first, Chen Qinghui had been dismissive of this extremely seductive-looking woman, considering her just an ordinary rich girl.
Well now, that notion had vanished without a trace.
The look in her eyes was practically like she was staring at a demon.
"Miss Gu, I've already written the guarantee, what more do you want from me?"
Gu Ningyue somehow produced a folding knife gleaming with cold light, and with a 'shu' sound, the blade popped out: "Don't be nervous, I'm just a bit curious about you, so I came out to have a chat."
Chen Qinghui would rather sacrifice his reputation and leave the troupe he'd been with for over a decade than betray the people behind him.
What's at play here is probably not as simple as she thought.
Chen Qinghui shivered at the sight of the knife in her hand, chat? With his life on the line?
