It's the same luxurious hotel suite;
The same huge floor-to-ceiling window flashing with multicolored neon;
Also the same delicate hand swirling a glass of red wine;
At this moment, the only difference is...
The owner of this delicate hand no longer has a trace of intoxication on her face, instead, there is a hint of solemnity and lingering unease between her brows.
At this moment, Qiao Yun was unconsciously swirling her wine glass, her eyes occasionally glancing at the phone placed to the side.
By the timing, the target should have been eliminated already.
But why has so long passed without any news?
At this moment, Qiao Yun's unfocused eyes were staring at the mesmerizing city night view outside the window, while her heart was filled with unease:
"Could something have gone wrong?"
However, Qiao Yun repeatedly calculated, based on the information given by those people, the plan to assassinate Lin Yi involved world-class hitmen, it shouldn't have gone wrong!
