The atmosphere in the car was chilling, as if Gu Tong was experiencing the midst of winter.
She was about to become an ice sculpture...
The lively monkey had completely turned into a turtle with a shell, lacking even the courage to ask the Devil King to tone down the cold air...
They passed time in such an atmosphere until the sound of the car stopping echoed!
'Screech―――'
The car halted.
Gu Tong's little face turned pale in an instant...
It was over; this time she was really done for...
Despair filled her eyes, she didn't even know how she got out of the car and walked into the Xinyuan villa.
Anyway, she just scurried after Li Yan, following him into his room.
At this time, the servants of Xinyuan were already resting, and Gong Chenli was still dealing with 'private matters,' having no mind to concern himself with them.
'Bang―――'
The door shut heavily.
