Fujiwara Seiho wore a smile, gentle as a warm breeze. If someone didn't know his true colors and only judged him by appearance, no one could ever detect that he was actually a merciless character.
Fujiwara Seiho opened his mouth as if he wanted to exchange a few more pleasantries with Huo Sining.
Yet, seeing his smiling face, Huo Sining couldn't help but recall the dreadful sight on the deserted island, where he had ordered the execution of a man without so much as blinking.
Feeling intimidated by Fujiwara Seiho deep down, Huo Sining didn't wish to have further contact with such a person. Fortunately, just then Wu Jun appeared at the airport pickup area. Huo Sining felt like she had been granted a great reprieve and hurriedly said to Fujiwara Seiho with a smile:
"Sorry, Mr. Fujiwara, my ride is here. I have to go now. We'll chat more next time when we're free!"
