After a moment, Alma said, "Mr. Lu, Song really doesn't want to see you. Although I don't know about your past, since it's already in the past, Mr. Lu, why don't you let it go and live happily ever after?"

Lu Yanzhi stared at Alma's face.

There was a murderous look in his dark eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the corners of his lips curled up in disdain, and he raised his voice towards the entrance of the secret passage: "Song Qingyu, you win. You are becoming more and more proficient in playing hard to get."

The sound entered the secret passage and echoed.

When Song Qingyu heard Lu Yanzhi's voice in the secret passage, her heart tightened.

She looked back and walked faster.

Gu Hanxing, who was sitting in a wheelchair, also looked back at the secret passage.

His ears are sharper than others.

He seemed to hear the sound of footsteps.

It should be Lu Yanzhi's men who rushed into the secret passage.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qingyu.

In the darkness, he only saw a drop of crystal sweat sliding down.

"Whisper."

He spoke, his voice very soft, like a feather.

Song Qingyu: "What's wrong?"

"You go first. Even if Lu Yanzhi catches me, he won't do anything to me."

Song Qingyu paused.

But soon, she pushed Gu Hanxing again and strode towards the exit.

Song Qingyu's low voice was heard in the secret passage.

"What's the point of going alone?"

Gu Hanxing's heart seemed to be pricked by a pair of large hands. He let his heart beat wildly, but the words he spoke were as gentle as the wind: "Lu Yanzhi will catch up soon. If you take me with you, I will only become a burden to you."