Su Yanyu's lips curled into a faint smile the moment she heard the name Bosh. Although her expression remained cold, this smile added a certain charm, like a blossom in the dark night.
"Let's go! Let's meet our distinguished Mister Bosh!"
Without hesitation, after saying that, Su Yanyu turned and left the room under the protection of her bodyguards.
At the moment, in the living room downstairs, the burly and robust Bosh was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and swirling it with amusement.
Bosh, as the top-ranked assassin, had unquestionable skills. His strong figure sitting on the couch resembled a massive bullfrog, his physique was indeed intimidating.
Upon seeing Su Yanyu, Bosh involuntarily showed an experienced gleam in his eyes, and his posture straightened up, losing a bit of his carefree demeanor.
