Xiao Heng used to think Su Li was a proud woman. How could she hold her own for so long in front of Brother Qi?
Just now when he saw her, he suddenly felt that Su Li was truly a woman as gentle as water. Brother Qi's words were so sharp, yet she could deal with him gently—she was practically an angel.
Feng Huaijin sneered twice at Xiao Heng from several meters away: "Do you think stepping back a few steps means I can't hit you?"
At the school gate, Xiao Heng ran away holding his head.
Feng Huaijin returned to his villa from Jianghai University, ignoring the look from the old butler, and went into the study alone. He picked up a pen and wrote one name after another on a blank sheet of paper.
According to Su Li's account, those in the future were all dead.
So who killed them?
Su Li had asked Tuanzi this question many times, yet just like a network congestion, she never received any response.
