C1257 Tycoon Is Inhumane

Dense fear almost swallowed Wen Qizhen at this moment.

She was so afraid of one person every time she had a crew cut.

It was as if the person in front of her was not a man of the same age as her, but a... devil.

A devil. A devil whose appearance was more perfect than everyone else, but whose actions were more cold-blooded than everyone else.

"Where do you want to run to?" Yeh Ziyu asked.

"I.