"Leike, you haven't forgotten what I asked you to do, have you?" Li Qiyu felt as if the entire world was infinitely vast, like an endless expanse of black snowfield.
"Miss Li, rest assured, I will take good care of Young Master." And the Young Master...
"Keep Mrs. Bo's death a secret, do not let anyone know!"
"It has already been sealed off immediately."
But Madame Li ultimately passed away, and if she didn't return, those guarding Qiye would take ruthless action.
Stepping out of the small castle, Beitang's plane was waiting in the open field.
Li Qiyu, with her spine stiff, walked forwards without daring to look back, as if a devil followed her; if she turned and looked into his eyes, she would never be able to leave again.
When boarding the plane, she finally turned her head; there was nothing behind her, and every window of the castle was tightly shut.
"Ding-dong."
At the sound of the message alert on her phone, Li Qiyu's steps began to falter.
