"I do!"
Zheng Xiaobo said these three words solemnly.
At the next moment, Han Xiaoying smiled, a truly happy smile. No matter what the outcome was today, she was content with those words from him!
Meanwhile.
Outside the room, in the large hall, Scar and his men were waiting.
Seconds and minutes passed by, and twenty minutes had elapsed since Zheng Xiaobo's call to Ye Xuan; clearly, these men were growing impatient!
"Scar, are we just going to wait here for that kid to show up, without making any preparations?"
The man in the jacket with the buzz-cut hair, Sun Qiang, asked Scar with a frown.
"What else do you want to do? Boss told us that we can't let that kid escape today; we must teach him a profound lesson,"
Scar toyed with a gun in his hand, glanced at him sidelong, and spoke indifferently.
"But what if the kid calls the cops? Knowing that we're luring him over, it's impossible for him not to be ready," Sun Qiang said solemnly.
