Camphor Villa!
Dongfang Shu sat on the sofa in the middle of the villa, her face ashen, while diagonally across from her sat a young man!
The young man looked about twenty-three or twenty-four, appearing very youthful, dressed in a black trench coat, giving off a rather dashing vibe.
With his fair and somewhat handsome face, coupled with his hairstyle, he resembled a Korean-style pretty boy, fitting the aesthetic of most women today!
Dongfang Shu glared at the man in front of her with bitterness, wishing she could tear him limb from limb.
Yet, the young man maintained a calm expression, even displaying a strong air of disdain at the corners of his mouth.
"My dear sister, you'd better not test my patience!" the young man said mildly, "You'd best give me an answer now!"
"Otherwise, I can't guarantee what might happen next!"
"Dongfang Jinbao, don't go too far!" Dongfang Shu said with a grim expression.
