motives or sarcastic disdain, mostly with an arrogant attitude.Even two women rolled their eyes at each other behind the scenes.She glanced at the glass of liquor in the man's hand, a bottle he had j...This is when Mr. Kevin felt murderous.

I don't know who was so unlucky, but someone ran into Kevin's gun tonight.

"I got out of the car..."

"I'll go myself!" Kevin brushed aside his assistant's hand, flung open the car door, and glanced back at the car tailing them.

On a cold winter night, he walked slowly toward the car wearing a black trench coat. There was only one streetlight on this road, its distant glow stretching his shadow very long. He reached the shadows and stood in front of the car, raising his chin to signal the driver to get out.

The car window rolled down, and the driver shouted, "Hey buddy, it's your car that suddenly slowed down, you can't blame..."

However, before the driver could finish his words, Kevin fired a shot at the windshield with a deafening bang. Smoke billowed from the dark muzzle of the gun.

The driver's face turned ashen. He had met his match.

The assistant and bodyguard got out of the car. Kevin said expressionlessly, "Get the people in the car."

The car door swung open, and the bodyguard yanked the driver out directly. The assistant pulled open the trunk and dragged out an Asian woman from inside.

Woman said in French, "Show some respect."

Kevin paced back and forth, waving a pistol, and stopped in front of the driver. He tapped his head with the butt of the gun, "Hey What do you think you are, calling me 'brother'"

The driver’s usually pale face was now completely devoid of color. “Sir, I’m so sorry, I’ll pay for the repairs,” he said.

"Too bad," Kevin said with a meaningful smile that didn't reach his expressionless face. "I'm in a bad mood today, and you just happened to be so blind. You're going to hell. Blame it on the man named Huo Mingzheng."

The Asian woman, who had been dragged down by the assistant, suddenly looked startled.

Kevin's eyes fell on the woman's face, and he gave a sinister order: "Take her to a secluded place and get rid of her."

The bodyguard led the driver away.

Kevin walked step by step toward the Asian woman. He noticed that when he mentioned Huo Mingzheng just now, she reacted.

Does she know Huo Mingzheng

That's interesting, I met him on the streets of Zurich.

Approaching, Kevin gazed intently at the face. Suddenly, he felt a sense of familiarity. The next second, he realized with a start, "It's Miss Li Qin."

Li Qin's heart skipped a beat. Although she didn't recognize the man in front of her, he was able to call out her name accurately.

She looked calm, "You have the wrong person."

Kevin smiled meaningfully, "Has anyone ever said that you resemble the woman named Fu Yan"

Li Qin's heart sank. The other party really knew about Zheng's affairs.

It's always been others who said she resembled Fu Yan, but for the first time someone said she looked like Fu Yan. The feeling was subtle yet caused her physical discomfort.

"I'm really not the person you're talking about, sir. You have the wrong person."

Kevin nodded. "Alright, no need to admit it now. I'll have Huo Mingzheng come and identify you himself later."

"What do you mean!" It was about Huo Mingzheng that Li Qin couldn't hold back her anger.

Kevin smirked triumphantly, "Miss Li truly loves Huo Mingzheng deeply. I wonder if he feels the same way about you How about we play a little game Invite Miss Li onto the car. She's our special guest after all."

The assistant's pistol pressed against Li Qin's lower back, sending a chill down her spine.of Fu Yan's. After Fu Yan joined the company, he also pursued her, but was rejected by Fu Yan. They are still colleagues and there is no estrangement."Is it really true" Xia asked excitedly.Unable to...