When the two gathered in Beijing, Gu Jin's lips were tightly pursed, her delicate brows never relaxing one bit.
An Mingji's eyes were deep, filled with utter hatred for the person behind putting Gu Dehao and his group in danger.
In his view, anyone who caused Gu Jin sorrow shouldn't exist in this world.
Several modified bulletproof SUVs sped through the night.
The vehicles drove rapidly, leaving behind a vast cloud of yellow dust that lingered like fog.
Inside the car.
An Mingji held Gu Jin, and suddenly, the sound of "Empty City Strategy" played in the car.
Gu Jin's frown deepened, a distressed expression on her face as she shifted in the young man's embrace.
An Mingji lowered his gaze, looking at the top of her head, his charming peach blossom eyes half-closed: "Gu Jin, did you eat lunch?"
"I forgot."
Gu Jin's light-colored lips pressed together slightly.
That "I forgot" sounded like a different answer to An Mingji.
