1001 Love Until Your Heart Breaks, Monthly Votes +46

Fortunately, the bodyguard behind him managed to catch him just in time.

"Boss!!" the bodyguard shouted anxiously.

Xing Ze stood up, brushing it off. "I'm fine, I'm fine!!"

Boss? Xia Zhisu couldn't help but feel utterly repulsed!

What kind of boss is this?!

Ling Tian'ao pulled Xia Zhisu inside. The interior was decorated in a traditional Chinese style.

At the head of the room were two chairs.

On the central wall hung a Statue of Guan Gong.

Ling Tian'ao walked straight over, seating himself in one of the chairs, while Xia Zhisu stood by his side.

Xing Ze finally entered the room as well, taking a seat in the other chair with a leg crossed over the other, puffing on a cigarette.

He really did look the part!

Except his eyes kept wandering to Xia Zhisu.

Xia Zhisu glanced down at herself and indeed felt a bit unkempt.

After being captured by Weiman's men, blood had stained her during the scuffle, and her face was still a mess.