But a confrontation with Fan Shaoming was inevitable.
After putting down the binoculars, Bai Feng returned to the sofa, tossed the binoculars onto the coffee table, and leaned back against the sofa, a bit dejected, as he pondered the events that had just transpired, his palms unconsciously clenching into fists.
He was only minutes away from having the woman he had always desired, but she woke up. It was such bad timing; had he known, he wouldn't have kissed her there but gone straight to stripping off her clothes...
"Xiaoyue, one day I will make you happily submit to me!"
Bai Feng gritted his teeth as he forced out the words.
Fan Shaoming, even if you marry Xiaoyue, so what? There's nothing Bai Feng wants that he can't get!
At the entrance of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce.
"Where's my wife?"
The moment Fan Shaoming got out of the car, he hurried over to the four men who had already taken off their security uniforms and asked sternly.
