Numbness, scorching heat, fear...
Mixed emotions intertwined, she was immersed in an ocean of desire, yearning for both life and death.
The two intertwined from the balcony all the way to the soft, big bed.
Su Yang's black long hair was messily spread on the white sheets, forming a stark visual impact, igniting Ji Chengzhou's desires even more.
Fiery and scorching, they were entwined to death.
Together, they sank and journeyed to the mystical Wushan.
The next day, news of Qiao Hongchang, the president of Qiao Conglomerate, falling ill had already spread in the circles.
Ji Chengzhou knew that such news couldn't be suppressed, but he didn't expect it to spread this quickly; it's likely someone inside the Qiao Family was bought off.
As the stock market opened, the stocks of Qiao Conglomerate began to fall, and some forces within the company started to stir.
