shirt, stained with blood, mostly from Gu Changqing!He lit a cigarette in the corridor and took long, slow drags.He no longer looked down on Gu Changqing, and had to admit that some of Gu Changqing's...In the morning, Huo Shaoting sat in his office looking at documents!

Zhang, the secretary, pushed the door open and spoke in a low voice: "Mr. Huo, Ms. Fang's agent has come several times. He wants to talk to you."

He Shaoting took a sip of coffee: "Which Ms. Fang"an noticed something was wrong. This wasn't the way home, nor was it the way to his company. She couldn't help but ask, "Where are you taking me"Ho Shao-ting's voice was tight: "The apartment we used...