Qin Yikuo saw Tong Yan, his eyes flickered, and he revealed a hint of a smile as he walked up to her, "It seems today is my lucky day, to run into Yanyan."
Oh.
Then today must be her unlucky day.
Better check the almanac before leaving home next time!
Tong Yan sighed, somewhat regretfully, "It seems today is not suitable for going out."
Qin Yikuo's hands, hanging by his sides, gently clenched and then released. He paused, about to speak, when Gu Shuang, standing next to him, took a few steps and lifted her head, "Tong Yan, long time no see."
"I'm doing just fine," Tong Yan nodded with feigned seriousness, looking her up and down, "but I wonder how you're doing, Gu Shuang, seems that Mr. Huang is kind-hearted, knows how to cherish the fair sex."
Gu Shuang's body stiffened, her mind flashing back to the derelict factory, where several men's hands freely roamed over her body, a surge of hatred rose from within, threatening to burst out.
