So, these helicopters in the sky were sent by the next presidential candidate?
Just how terrifying is this family!
Which clueless guy dared to poke the tiger?
Prince had followed Ran Xiangsi for a long time, so his ability to detect her scent was naturally no problem.
He rushed directly to the twenty-first floor, persistently scratching at the door of room 2019, whimpering like a beast.
Xing Chen followed, smashing the door open with a bang!
Everything happened too quickly, in the blink of an eye.
Xing Chen stood at the front, immediately taking in the scene inside.
The red room decorated like a wedding scene, festive, beautiful.
Scattered on the floor were pieces of broken wine bottles, ruined silk quilts, and...
The smell of wine and blood abruptly hit.
Of course, there was also Ran Xiangsi lying disheveled on the large bed... and Gu Beichuan sitting on the side of the bed, shirtless, smoking.
Everything in front of him powerfully struck Xing Chen’s heart!
This scene... it looked like the two had already been through intimacy.
His deep, black eyes trembled continuously, his breathing stopped at that moment...
Countless possibilities flashed through his mind.
But he did not speak first; instead, he turned to the subordinates who had reached the hallway.
"No one is allowed to come in!"
After speaking, he slammed the door shut again with a bang!
Ping’an and Yue Nanshan, who had followed, exchanged glances and stopped, no one knowing what the situation was.
Also locked outside was Fu Jingxuan, who had just exited another elevator.
He watched in disbelief as Xing Chen stormed into room 2019 ahead of him.
He... was still a step too late.
Why does fate always arrange things this way?
Fu Jingxuan clenched his fist and punched the wall with a bang!
With Xing Chen there, Xiangsi will definitely be safe.
If he rashly charged ahead now, not only would he be unable to approach Xiangsi, but he might also expose his own identity.
But he was unwilling!
Every time, Xing Chen would beat him by a step!
The sound of Fu Jingxuan punching the wall attracted Yue Nanshan’s attention.
Frowning, he walked slowly to the side of the elevator, but found no one there.
Fu Jingxuan had quickly hidden in another corner.
He wouldn’t rest easy without seeing Xiangsi safe with his own eyes.
After Yue Nanshan walked away, he still kept his eyes on room 2019. Thɪs chapter is updated by N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt
Inside the room at this moment.
The instant Xing Chen opened the door, Gu Beichuan, sitting by the bed, already knew.
He just glanced back at Xing Chen indifferently, then slowly put on the blood-stained shirt he picked up from the floor.
"You’re late, Young Master Xing."
Gu Beichuan said, glancing at the unconscious Ran Xiangsi lying on the bed.
That look seemed to say, you came too late, I’ve already had your woman.
Xing Chen wasn’t stupid; he could see the implication.
He gritted his teeth and threw a solid punch at Gu Beichuan!
With a bang, Gu Beichuan was knocked under the cabinet, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Xing Chen then turned and walked to the bed, taking off his suit jacket to cover Ran Xiangsi, intending to lift her up.