But a little girl can't go far.
New Year's Eve is a rare occasion when inspections and precautions everywhere are reduced significantly. Moreover, Feng Yi rarely comes out of the Research Institute, missing tonight would make it truly difficult.
Feng Huaimu pondered this in his heart, stepping on the last stair of the staircase, when a shadow flashed before him, and in the next moment, his back turned cold.
He let out a cold and scattered laugh: "Haohao."
Xu Haohao bit her pale lips hard, pressing a knife against his back: "Tell your people outside to get lost immediately, or don't blame me for stabbing you to death."
Feng Huaimu looked at the dense crowd outside the door, laughing as he said: "Haohao wants to stab me to death on New Year's Eve? Then won't you have to join me in prison for a meal together?"
Xu Haohao's heart was pounding, her eyes already red, she cursed: "I've killed you already, how could you join me in prison for a meal?"
