Gu Chengyu strode out, leaving Shen Que lying on the ground panting. Even his skills were far inferior to Gu Chengyu's.
He was the pride of the Shen family, but there are always people more capable than him, which is truly frustrating.
Downstairs, Gu Chengyu stood by the car, expressionless as he accepted the lighter handed to him by his subordinate.
With a crack, a flame leaped up, illuminating his hard, cold jawline.
Without any hesitation, he brought the flame closer.
The flames quickly engulfed the soiled skirt, which fell to the ground and soon turned into a charred mess.
He casually tossed the lighter back to his subordinate, turned and got into the car: "Back to Genting Highlands."
...
Genting Apartments.
Gu Chengyu walked straight into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and poured it over his head.
The water flow washed over his tense body and the broken skin on his knuckles, but it couldn't extinguish the violent rage in his heart.
She works at Shen Que's company. Will they meet frequently?
Did Shen Que ever secretly touch her when he wasn't looking?
Meanwhile, at Xinghe Academy, on the playground.
Su Qianqian was absent-minded.
She saw Gu Chengyu's violent eyes, his vicious fists, the blood at the corner of his mouth, and the dress that had turned to ash in the fire.
She had never seen Gu Chengyu's face look so bad before, and she felt a little scared. She dawdled and didn't get home until after eight o'clock in the evening.
Pushing open the door, I found the house dark and silent, with no lights on as usual, and no sign of him coming to greet me.
"Ayu?" she called softly, but there was no response.
She fumbled for the living room light and turned it on; the room was empty.
The bedroom door was tightly closed.
An ominous premonition grew stronger.
She tiptoed to the bedroom door, hesitating whether to open it.
Just then, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside!
A large, hot hand reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her inside.
"ah!"
Su Qianqian gasped as she fell into an embrace filled with suppressed anger.
The bedroom lights were off, with only a faint light coming in from the window, outlining the man's tall figure.
"Why are you so late coming back?" His voice carried a dangerous calm.
"I was practicing at school..." Su Qianqian felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze, and her wrist was gripped so tightly that it hurt. She instinctively tried to break free.
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