Chen Long watched Meng Qianqian warily.
Meng Qianqian said, "Anyway, your choice is between being my husband or my brother. Pick one!"
"Meng, Xiao, Jiu!"
Outside the small garden came Lu Yuan's sharp and furious shout.
Meng Qianqian's body trembled. She turned to Chen Long and said, "Actually, I already have a husband. So, you can only be my brother! That's settled! I'll go coax my husband first!"
She stood up and quickly hurried down the steps.
After walking a dozen steps, as if remembering something, she glanced back at Chen Long with a smile: "Brother, I'm called Little Nine! I live at the Governor Mansion—don't forget to come find me!"
Chen Long froze in place.
Meng Qianqian swiftly left the small garden and arrived in front of Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan's expression was cold, and the murderous aura around him was suffocating, giving the impression he could unsheathe his blade at any moment.