Nie Xiaoxun: "???"
Thus, Gu Yichen just embraced her by the back of her neck.
After the kiss, Nie Xiaoxun's head spun and her legs weakened:
She numbly watched Gu Yichen wave goodbye with a clear and invigorating attitude, suddenly feeling like she had fallen into a huge pit—
It wasn't until Gu Yichen's Bentley pulled out of the front yard that Nie Xiaoxun finally turned her head for a look.
As a result, the front yard was empty, not even a ghost's shadow.
"Beast Gu, I curse your fucking uncle, you've screwed me over again!"
When the front yard of the Nie Mansion returned to its usual calm, the low bushes across the yard suddenly rustled.
Shortly after, a tall man stood up.
He wore a duckbill hat on his head, obscuring most of his face, leaving only half of his somewhat handsome face visible.
In his hands, he also held a camera.
He bowed his head, flipping through the photos in the camera one by one.
