A tall figure approached quickly, the temperature around him plummeting as if frosted over.
His expression was dark, eyes fixed on her.
More specifically, on her face that had just been struck!
Gu Wenjuan's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and inexplicably, tears fell even more violently, as she choked out, "Young Master Yu..."
Yu Siqiao, hearing the plaintive cry with sobs, grew even more grim, his icy gaze landing on Li Linglong, who had turned deathly pale.
Li Linglong stumbled backward, her face now as white as paper.
Fang Tiantian had said that Yu Siqiao wouldn't be here today!
Wasn't Yu Siqiao supposed to be in Los Angeles signing a contract today?
Looking at the chilling figure before her, Li Linglong's tears dropped suddenly, her legs buckled, and with a 'plunk', she knelt on the ground, crying out tremulously, "Young Master Yu..."
